The walls we build around ourselves…

To keep others out… not let them see what’s really inside!
Seal all the cracks… Don’t smile! They might see in!
Block up all the holes…Stare out the window, into a book…
Don’t look! Blank wall… Claimed space… Stay out!

A construction site… A work in progress… Perfect symbolism
for those we see everyday, sometimes twice… never connect…
Never converse! Hiding behind the Caution signs… Stay out!
Hidden from view! Safe! Behind the cover of our walls.

On the trip in… and at the end of the day
Passing the wall…The plywood façade…the opaque fence!
The blank stare! What is going on back there? Who?
Curious! What is behind the wall?

There’s got to be an opening! Something to see!
A sparkle in the eye… the hint of a smile… Something!
Some knot hole to peer through… To see…
What’s behind there being hidden from me?

And like the Rockwellian vision of the boy…peering
Through the knot hole…looking for the who, what and why!
Searching for and seeking the thrill…
Of finding a way into a place I am not supposed to be.

What is it about the wall…and what is it hiding…?
What is it about the wall…? That is so compelling!

The act of hiding… Causing others to seek!