Once upon a time
there was a garden
And a wall.
Love filled with juice the mint and lavender
Quiet River wrapped
The singing insects
The thrush and tit and robin
Learned to fly when foxes wandered
and shiny shadows built the earth’s breath raw
But there was the wall
The border wall
The sentinel against surprises
A simpleton of no fanciful disguises
That beauty climbed in the sly
to steal a furtive look outside it.
They came. They didn’t see the flowers,
They looked but simply missed the butterflies,
Forget-me-not and iris vanished blinded.
Oh but They saw the wall. The wall grew faster than the ferns,
In their minds of steel rebellion the wall was war
And weapon
And a step beyond with no return.
In their nightmares the wall
ploughed through beds of roses
And a sea of daisies.
The dawn would find the wall respectfully
No centimeter closer.
But not for them.
Because they slept the days away
To act on dreams.
When walls grow faster than the ferns,
They grow inside us. They turn
Into crusaders and invaders
Of our sleep. Of our beauty. Of our peace.
Beware of the wall.
@doracourtDora Court May 2020
Music: Christopher Short here:
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