We all build walls around us 

Some do it without any fuss

Others make it known loudly

Expressing them rather proudly



Telling how we got where we are

In terms of how deeply and how far

It took - to cause us to encircle self

With things we took down from a shelf



But no matter how we build these walls

There will always be corridors and halls

Leading to other rooms with open windows

Out of which we can lean without hindrance



For all rooms have them, along with a door

Which opens in or out - both ways, for sure

Through which we pass one way or t'other

In order to explore new worlds without cover



Christopher W. Thomas

2:45pm Friday 1/2/98