Walls & Bridges

*When we start building Walls Amidst neighbourhood woes neighbours we encouraged to construct their homestead close to our doors in assurance of a strong shoulder on which to lean in times of adversity, you definitely know the wines we call Wars are brewing somewhere, walls are just a wine cellar Divisions are the bottle to the wine seller We once built bridges to unite the world that peacefully lived as a divided entity That's what happens in times of crisis Some build walls to quarantine the endemic while others choose to build more bridges even if it means risking an entire generation for we were once a world without boundaries neighbourhood miseries were our miseries their laugh was our laugh and their cry was our cry We sung a single anthem in unison without a sigh... always wait for drums of war to judge who is true wait until then to know who honestly loves you*

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