By Donzel Taylor
People put up walls to protect themselves.
You can’t shoot me down while I’m safe behind my walls.
We put these walls up in order to protect ourselves.
But what are we protecting ourselves from?
There is no threat; no gunfire is headed your way.
So why is there a wall?
Because once upon a time there was no wall
And you lived life accepting and unafraid
Until somebody you knew hit you with a rock
and gave you a bloody nose
Now there is a blood stain on the ground beneath you
And to protect yourself, the first wall falls in front of you
Your nose won’t get hit anymore
The rocks wont reach you
And in case you forgot why the wall is there
You left that blood stain on the floor to remind yourself
You no longer worry about your face and
you are happy for the moment.
Until a stranger comes in your backyard
And that backyard is where you keep your flowers
the flowers your late grandmother gave you before she passed
He tells you he just came to look at your beautiful yard
With trust in his word you go back
to relaxing close to your front wall.
Then you turn around and all of your beautiful flowers are gone.
Now you decide to build a wall in the back
to protect your backyard.
You think now nobody is going to get in here at all.
But you don’t grow new flowers.
You keep the yard ugly to remind you
why you have these walls.
Then later paranoia starts to sink in
she begins contemplating, stressing; What is she thinking?
She wonders why this happens to her all the time.
She sits in between her front and back wall and begins to cry.
She says I won’t ever let this happen again!
“Nobody will hurt me now, not a stranger nor a friend!”
So she spends a year building more walls over 100 feet tall
no contact with any person
too scared of getting hurt to deal with them at all
and at the end of the year she feels she will finally be safe
and when she thinks about letting somebody in
she looks at the blood stain and empty garden
to remind her of the risk of what happens
if the walls were to break.
Soon she decides she wants company
But she built those walls and nobody can get in
She never realized that she blocked herself from
good people too, strangers and real friends.
She couldn’t even keep any of them
Because those walls she put up
Blocked her from seeing who her true friends really are
and this hurt her friends, too.
She couldn’t be heard through the thickness of her walls
and she couldn’t truly be seen because her walls were so tall
people that wanted her affection even tried to climb the walls
but that’s hard to do at 100 feet tall
Those walls that were meant to protect
Cause a lot of pain and suffering
And all because she’s afraid of another blood stain on the floor
And another empty garden.
Those walls never made her happy they just made her feel safe.
If only she had cleaned up that blood stain
And decided to grow a new garden
She would have had more beauty in life
Those walls will protect you from ugly
But remember they also block you
From the beautiful sights.