Saturday, May 20, 2006

Of walls, fences, and Frost-y wisdom

'Good fences make good neighbors'.
said the old man...
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know

What I was walling in

their conversations
their plans
their connivances
their plots

or walling out

they hate us
they hate our freedoms
they hate our Constitution
they hate Christ
they hate Moses
they’ll use our freedoms to destroy us
they’ll poison our water
they’ll spread disease spores in the air

they don’t look like us
they don't smell like us
they want what we have
they’ll use up our resources
they’ll make babies here
there'll be more of them than of us

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it

cooling the white-hot hatred

And spills the upper boulders in the sun

dropping stones
abandoning arms

And makes gaps even two can pass abreast

gap that doesn’t need mending
hearts broken asunder
gaping, welcoming spirits
opened minds
a two-way street
letting thoughts come and go
as suspicions
like dandelions
blow away
letting resources out
taking strangers in
walk two or more abreast
and understanding grows
there’s room for all
fruit enough for all
in the garden
the Father built

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