Poem: The Crack

Walls weep
Walls cryA cracking wall is a wounded wall
A cracking wall is a dangerous wall
A cracking wall is a loosed wall
A cracking wall is a weak wall
 
You can create a mark on me but don’t kill me
You can whip me but don’t give me marks
You can push me but don’t let me fall
You can feed me but don’t poison me
You can teach me but don’t pollute me
You can be my peer but don’t leave cracks on me
 
I love you
Yes I love you
In fact I can die for you
It makes me sad to see you in pain
Your tears make me weep with you
I hate the sadness on your face
The love is my nature
 
Don’t think I do this for pleasure
Don’t think I am a lunatic
Don’t think I have no heart
Souls are precious
That is my mission
Souls are my purpose of life
Don’t push me hard
 
Marks are permanent
Cracks are permanent
Stop the harassment
They are cranks
Stop the killing
They are cracks
Stop causing bitterness
They are cracks
Stop corrupt acts
They are cracks
Stop the negative influence
They are cracks
Stop all
They are cracks
 
Battles are generational cracks
Cracks are permanent
Let us avoid it
Cracks are generational
Let us stop it
Cracks are expensive
Let us stop purchasing it
Cracks are the devil himself
Let us resist it
 
Written by Pastor John Wundengba
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