Photograph by LANCE VUN



Tear down the walls,
They no longer protect me,
We all need to fall,
To see where we need to be,

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Rip off the tiles,
Expose the all the gravel,
The error of the gentiles,
Needs to be revealed

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Clear out the rubble,
See what’s under the bricks,
Re asses your troubles,
Answers aren’t oblique,

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If the hammer never struck,
Then we’ll be stuck with old,
Maybe with a little luck,
We’ll rebuild before nightfall