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there

was a time in

history

that never

loved a wall,

the fear

that builds

it tall,

the gloom

it so pretends,

the weeping

on the other side

unheard by those

who sleep.

there

was a time in

history

that could not

tolerate the hand-made

bricks laid on quiet

earth

convening

mindless hate

that falls like

hail from the

darkest sky

to make compassion

bleed.

there

was a time in

history

that dared not

imagine

the border

snapped shut

by a president

who never groaned

with guilt for

God.

there

was a time in

history

that

rejected all

goose-stepping

dreams.

rejoice,

there

will be a time

when

heaven’s

trumpets will

sound

to tumble

the wall

and

the fool

of all these

thing.