Standing in the swallowing shadows,
shoulder to shoulder with those beside.
A shimmering sight of what could be,
where walled impression of stone stands high.
Tall as ten-fold and built to be seen,
the towering wall attempts to hide.
Many ignore its plain disguise and
the freeing truths of what lay inside.
Out from those shadows there will rise
a Hero’s quest and battle cry.
The hero builds so he can find
where he belongs on the other side.
A doubtful feat but worth his life;
a choice to live or just survive.
With all his will and all his might,
he pushes through, he starts to fight.
Covered dark within the black of night,
the wall that stands will fall tonight.
To take what is his dying right—
aid his efforts or stand aside?