The black and white foot put forward
Here, where there's fire,
There's smoke and mirrors

Every distant look
Each brick added to the wall
The result of a moment
Wished to be forgotten

Wall builders who smile in private
Or those who flash a Pan Am
Keeping the question wolves away

All a product of an environment
Thrust upon
Or chosen by us

A key that doesn't exist
Needed to enter the gate
Unless by chance
The guards have left their base

Only then
A glimpse of my real face

Actor: Dominic Chianese Jr.

Author: Candace Harding Medel