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May 2017
It's built to last, it's built to last!
Built to stand against the years.
Built to hide us with ourselves,
Against the wreck of all our fears.

Who built it we no longer know.
Who made the walls so tall and grey?
To keep us safe, to keep 'them' out,
Though who remembers who is 'they'?

We shall not leave it; we must not!
For terrors surely lie in wait
To catch us when we drop our guard.
We must not venture past the gate!

No prisons built by foreign hands
Will keep our children or our wives.
For in our fortress they are safe
To live protected, watchful lives.
How often do we create prisons for ourselves out of fear that someone else will imprison us?
Written by
Jonathan Tindal  38/Cisgender Male/Richardson, TX
(38/Cisgender Male/Richardson, TX)   
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