The Wall

autumn

The wall is cracking, the pain.
How long before it crumbles down?
Inside the wall all is mush.
Through the cracks pain oozes out.

Each day a new patch on the wall.
And again the wall cracks.
The demolisher at work with his chisel.
Another patch needed to stop pain.

Minutes turn into hours and into days.
How much longer will he use his chisel?
Weakness will catch up one day.
And the wall will come crumbling down.

Through the crack a faceless form.
The mallet raised to strike the chisel.
The demolisher has not finished.
Another patch, not today it won’t crumble.

By C.E. Pereira
(15-11-2016)

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