Sacrifice

In Nepal there is a wall, where people go to complain

of all that did befall them, in that domain

They write grafiti there, pull their hair, and have a fit

in their scrawl they blame the wall, on it they spit and hit

Although the wall doesn't fall, it won't last long under such abuse

It chips and cracks under their attacks soon the stones will be loose

But the wall doesn't care at all, It only does its job

It does its best to resist the test, whether one person or mob