Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Running on the Great Wall


It was Christmas  and I was in China
If not inscrutable, they can be mute
Many humans - what is the formula .  ?
Once a wall saved them, now they are the brute.

The thing about walls : they’re everywhere
and most people can be found on both sides.
That Christmas, it was fun to run mid-air
Can’t know what it means to future yuletides  

I know that holiday - I made no walls.
Still at the Great Wall; one is in or out -
For those who rule; I would be invader,
For those who attack, I am emperor

Little has changed since they made up countries,
They who would like to rule, use flags - not peace .

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