Modern Day Berlin Wall

Jacob Kechichian, 3A, Arts and Business 

 

I liked walls. I liked my walls

high, intimidating, and unbreakable.

No one entered my walls and no one got out.

Futility was my middle name.

One curious evening, I let them fall.

They crumbled under the curves of her hips and the accents of her eyes.

I watched in awe while she brought them down

With the patience of a nun and the kindness of an angel.

But her stay was temporary

and my luck had ran out.

She left as she came;

with a golden heart and a caring smile,

Taking a piece of the rubble with her as a souvenir.

A modern day Berlin Wall; forever left in ruin.