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THE WALLS

We live and die
Behind walls
Big and small
Low and high
Weak and strong
Short and long.

Border
Boundary
Country
Family
Company
Religion
Culture
Race
Ours and yours
I
You
Us
Them
A wall in between

Mistrust
Suspicion
Treason
Envy
Deceit
Hatred
Behind the wall

Walls divide
Makes us blind
Makes us kill

Love and Respect
Honor and Trust
Always trapped
Behind the wall

What is mine?
What is yours?
It is life
Mine and yours
We the Living

One World
Mother Nature
To hold on to
No Wall
No War
No Killing
People Living
No Nukes
No Guns
No defence deals
No Mines
Everything fine
No Famine
No Profit
No Loss
No Rich
No Poor
Just Happiness all around
Pure Bliss
Freedom
Liberty
Mobility
Equality
Free to live
Free from Walls
We know it all
The Berlin Wall
Symbol of the Cold War
With its Fall
We all smiled
Still there are
Too many Walls
Seen and Unseen
Invisible in our hearts

Time and Tide
Waits for None
Why do we wait…
For it to be done
History of Agony
Present not an Ideal Gift
Future in Our Hands
Gods are helpless
They can help
Only those who help
Themselves
What the Fuck!
Go get your Axe
Every piece of Iron
On paper, put your Pen
Your best Weapon
Break the Walls
Break 'em Down
Let our Kids
Inherit an Earth
Free of Walls
Free to Walk
Borderless World

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