The Wall

Hoping to guard my vulnerable heart
I built a robust wall
Expecting that its bolstered girth
Would dull my certain fall

Each brick was carefully measured
The mortar laid with care
Each facet painstakingly positioned
No sacrifice was left to spare

Each crack plastered with vengeance
The slightest fissure sealed
No mighty sword or sharpened lance
Could pierce its forceful shield

In spite of strengthened bastion
My heart lay naked; prone
The wall built for protection
Became a friendless throne

And now my cherished barrier
Holds me as captive prey
No knight on mounted destrier
Will come to save the day

Rosevina Halley

December 11, 2008