There was, once, a wall- less world
Yards were spread throughout.
Your water and air were mine too.
You wore my clothes and I ate from your bowl.
My cattle grazed in your garden
And your lambs played in my hut.
There was, once, a wall-less world.
Today, through my cataractous eyes
I see walls all around.
Mind aches for a view of yours
Ears for your voice.
Behind these coloured walls
Your heart, too, may be pounding
For that old wall-less world.