The Wall Break II

 

I know the walls 

   are coming crumbling down. 

      I know this, 

     

  Brick and mortar still in hand; 

I can't rebuild it fast enough! 

I know, 

  That what I am working with, 

       Just rubble and ash

         Has no stance, 

             I know! 

But if I stop, 

    I might just break down and weep! 

  I might sob and pull it back 

   until I bellow myself to sleep. 

If I stop, 

   I'd have to face, 

       A bigger burden than I can keep. 

I can't do it alone, 

   The path ahead...

It could easily bury me. 

You see, 

She is not long for this world. 

  and the more, I can not say...

But it is so much, 

   that I must tell 

Just not right here, 

    This day 

And the world spins, 

  And mine toils, 

And the troubles, 

 They are anchored chains. 

So you see I Must, I Have to build this wall back up, 

....full aware of the denial 

     

             and it's crumbling face.