Mamma They built a wall today. It runs farther than I could walk. It seems to reach the sky. Some people say the sun only shines in the west. They say God has abandoned us for our sins, Leaving us in the hands of ice.
Mamma I wish you were here to see, But you were left on the otherside. Brick by brick. Post by post. An Iron Wall descended upon us.
This is not finished and it might not ever be. It started as a project for history, but I ended up scrapping it. I still think it is kinda nice what I have though so I decided to post it.