Thursday

The Wall

There is this wall that I see
And it is mine to decorate as I please
What i do with it is completely up to me
I own it, you see!

It is a bland white
I could paint it any color I like
Either dull or really bright
Or hang a picture or another


I have choices and each
Will form a perception of me
It is within my reach
To decide what people think of me


Conventional, if I paint it a dull blue
Loud, if I paint it red
Pretentious, if it’s modern art
Insane, if I hang the skull of a human head


No one wants to know me really
I am new here you see
And what I do with this wall
Will determine what people think of me!


No one will come knocking
On the door
With any warm greeting
People don't do that anymore!

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