“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.


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