I look at the world and i’m starting to see a wall being built one brick at a time. Each brick is made of negativity, and for now it’s impenetrable. The cement used is a mix of tears from victims of terrorism and hatred because they bind the bricks together and make it stay up. Every day more bricks are added. Sometimes I look and there are days were a brick has cracked or fallen from the wall because there were no tears to keep it on the wall for long, because the victims were brave. Every day I keep watch at this wall, and each time a brick is added it makes me feel sicker. I sigh and have to look away because all it does is make me mad and want to shut my self away from it all. I think that’s the point of the wall, it’s supposed to make people who just want to make the world a better and safer place want to give up. It’s supposed to be an explicit visual reminder of how horrible the world can be.
When we drive bulldozers into it nothing happens, it cracks a little maybe but those cracks are filled in quickly and we are shunned away. It spans the length of the globe and is higher than anything that can be measured nowadays due to many different, well documented factors. So most people look at it like I did and they sigh. They shed a tear and they move on, like all good humans are supposed to.
I realise now though that if a few bulldozers won’t have much effect, maybe a few hundred thousand hammers might. Maybe if we start to work together more instead of being more and more divisive all the time, we can start to break down the brick wall. It doesn’t matter how long it takes or how often we have to take our sledge hammers and smash the wall one hit at a time. Eventually those hundred of thousand people will make dents that can’t be filled in.
We will break bricks before they can be mended or replaced. Then more people will see that taking sledgehammers to the wall is starting to take effect finally. They always assumed that this was just the way now, we have the giant wall dividing us and reminding us of our human vices, but we can finally rid ourselves of it. Then one day, when we have worked and worked and been working on the wall in groups of friends, we will see the wall start to crumble and fall.
Then if they try to build it again brick by brick, the bricks won’t be able to hold together because the victims won’t see themselves as victims of bigotry and hatred anymore. They will be part of the team that succeeded in bringing down the wall. There won’t be any tears to support the bricks to build another wall. So finally we will be triumphant.
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