The wall had always been there,
As long as I had known, at least,
Always standing for everything I
Even conceived those people to be.

I remember when the wall came down,
The bulldozing, the chisels,
Dancing on the walls.

I saw the brotherhood of men
Separated for thirty years,
I saw the people climbing,
Chiselling, tearing down.

I see the wall a tourist attraction
I see the