Though the same land,
Worlds apart by the Wall.
One side knows no ail
Other side knows no avail

How much difference can a wall make
I wondered, evidently a lot
Let that sturdy ground shake
For the riches need to be re-sort
A semiclothed beggar sleeps on one end
And a lady in fur sips wine on the other bend

No water no food no clothes outside
No pain no struggle no sunburn inside
Who made the decision, who gets what?
Probably the education which definitely seems must.
Maybe the literacy spreads to each corner soon
And both ends look same from the moon.

Though the same land,
Worlds apart by the Wall.
One side knows no ail
Other side knows no avail

- Chetna