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Whitewall


There is a Wall which

like any other wall

stands tall and strong

seven days of the week

 

and it's got a history of

casting small Shadows

over doorways that put their doormats

just where they don't belong

 

but it's a Wall without

Color; because

Color

means Something

means Having Perspective

and the potential for a strong definition

(Strong like the black line of a corner

that separates the Walls from their infinite White)

 

but there are no Corners

because it’s only a wall it’s only a form a Tall block of

                             cinder or concrete or soon to be ash

(a figment-like plane of terrestrial damage)

embalmed, Brother, in the mason stone of white

 

but no: to answer your question

This wall has no Color,

and it takes no stand-

except to be whitewashed-

by a Thousand Dirty Hands

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Comments (3)

rosie347
<p>Unfortunate, isn&#39;t it, that hypocrisy seems to be a more common theme than does peace, faith, or love?</p>
QV
<p>I think considering the recent government shutdown and in fighting, your poem on hypocrisy rings true.</p>
rosie347
<p>Hypocrisy: how self-introspection drives me to recognize it, to write about it, and to change.</p>

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