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The Wall Of Tears
by
Sheilah A. Cornish-Samuels
Early one
weekend morning
I was sitting in my comfort zone,
A garden of flowers and green grass
In front of a wall of stone.
An elderly man entering my comfort zone
Just one of the many passersby,
Stopped to question my sadness,
Wondering what pain caused me to cry.
He questioned me why I was staring
At this vast wall of stone,
Especially with such beauty around me
Giving life to my comfort zone.
I replied, with a quiver in my voice
Hoping not to show my fears,
“This vast wall of stone, is know as
The Wall of Tears.”
“Those of us who’ve found it
Come to cry in front at times,
Sometimes with joy and happiness,
Other times looking for signs.
Hoping and praying for answers
To the questions we frequently ask,
Wanting to change for the better,
Knowing we cannot change the past.
Staring at this vast wall of stone
Known as “The Wall of Tears,”
Somehow makes everything else
Pointless and obscure.
In reality it gives us no answers
To those questions we frequently ask,
Because deep down inside, we know it’s up to us
To make a brighter future and make our own
happiness last.”
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