The WallA Poem by ShameemAkhtarThe wall stood. Alisa stood. The wall ahead. The car on the other side. One step. Just one step, the voice urged, at its encouraging best. One step, Alisa thought. The car to freedom stood nearby. But the wall. The wall in between. Ever-present. Ominous. Towering. Romeo. Juliet. Unsavoury bone in the soup. Iqbal. Alisa. Unsavoury bone in the soup. The wall. John. The car. The car to freedom. The car. The car to freedom Car. Dreams. Iqbal. A haze. Dreams broken. Shards. The union that would never be. For there it was. The wall. Dreams. Nightmares. Alisa. The passenger. The car. But again. There it was. Dark. Tall. Towering. The wall. © 2011 ShameemAkhtarReviews
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