Dam It All - Sos

The stream flows unceasing, surging and swelling and smothering at the dam. But the walls hold… What creeps over is a trickle, contained and detained and drained of its freedom. But the walls hold… It’s broadcast abroad, tear drops and blood drops and congressional inspection. But the walls hold… And what is heard, is muffled and lost and drowned in the mainstream. So the walls hold Because what is said, misses the point, misses the people, misses humanity So the wall grows. 8/5/2019