"Wall of Bricks"

By Maziah Shaaz

Is that a wall?

With cemented bricks,

fencing and all?

Oh look! pairs of eyes,

Under Hooded winks,

Like hidden spies.

Who walks there?

Uncertain steps,

Heavy with despair.

Let's tread on!

Those uncharted territories,

Of mournful song.

Did you hear?

A Splash on the snow,

A ring in the air...

Shadowing the sunshine,

A motionless mound,

Thumped Near the line.

A heap on the ground.

Retreating steps,

And Stillness of the sound.

Will it ever rain again?

To cleanse the soul,

Of that dead terrain?

Shall we go near?

Out of fun, curiosity,

Or never-ending fear...

Is that a wall?

Spectator of the miseries,

And still standing tall...

By Maziah Shaaz