“I’m gonna tear down those walls,” he whispered
and I wanted to shout.
Cuz’ I’m tired of restrictions and oppressions beyond my control
I want to be free to explode like a cannon’s ball.
“I’m gonna to tear down those walls,” he nudged
and I wanted to burst.
When it’s rough more is done
and I’m made stronger when tossed and turned within a swelling storm
spurred swiftly to hold on.
“Tear down these walls,” I concede.
Then rebuild in more firm and fertile soil to breed.
After the seventh time, Jericho fell to the ground.
But I only need one ride on this merry-go-round
to shout and have these walls come tumbling down.
