Shut Off – Shut Down
I look at you, I see your walls.
So many varied bricks
Layered injuries stacked inside
Hardened over time
I think I see or feel a way
A way to guide you through it
I hurt to hope and wish I knew
A path to show your mind’s heart
You don’t deserve the world today
You’ve paid your dues in spades
Each stone upon the other paves
Protecting you from freedom
If prayers were chisels – only if
To break through would be best
The sorrow bound within your eyes
Reflects my prayers for rest
Jude Stringfellow, November 26, 2021
Photo Credit: George Hodan
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