The Strongest Wall

Whatever walls me in, must wall you out. That's the way with things that separate. Where I was raised, I knew there was a rule: it was the way of life to segregate. I knew how wrong this was when I was six. The railroad track somehow was the divide, and I would learn the lesson soon enough to keep my playmates from the proper side. I learned to qualify to be a wall, there was no need that it be wide or tall. Moving on through life I soon would know the strongest walls of all are in the mind. When tribes or nations choose to stake a claim, the wall is just a line we hide behind. A wall can be the god we give a name, a color we associate with grace, a nation or a belief we must accept. All walls divide the fearful human race. Yes, walls can be invisible as air, deceitful, cruel and wholly unaware.