The Dividing Wall

minus the hat

I went down
To the dividing wall
And reached out to my brothers and my sisters in war
For far out across the land
Too many felled by violent hands

I shed my skin
‘Cause I smelled death
Clawing on the wind
Couldn’t catch my breath

The dogs howl
All throughout the night
Prowling the streets by neon light
vultures croon in a hypnotic line
While the hungry starve and our innocence dies

A prophet sleeps
Beneath the stone
Buried with the dust and bone

Something stirs
Perhaps a turning tide
Where the dogs will scatter
And a dream is edified

I stopped and stood
Still as a tree
Rising from the earth
Let the reckoning be

Let time reveal
Whatever shall remain
A spirit of the deep
A keeper of the flame

I had a dream of the breaking dawn
A dark night of the soul
And a visit from beyond

The further I looked out
The less I could recall
But I know the walls between us will finally fall

A prophet sleeps
Beneath the stone
Buried with the dust and bone

I stopped and stood
Still as a tree
Rising from the earth
Let the reckoning be

Let time reveal
Whatever shall remain
A spirit of the deep
A keeper of the flame