The last aggression
One day we encountered a stone wall.
We could not jump over it _ we could not circumvent it _we could not comprehend it _ we could not evoke an emotion in it __We could not write on it_ we could not break it.
We could not gather public opinion against it, as is required by the' System'.
The wall is without a shadow.
Some people come after hiding the features on their faces__ they throw stones at the wall during the day,_ they go inside the wall at night & walk away, garlanded in the darkness of the night.
The fear whispers that a collective masked face of a group of aggressors, commands this 'Wall', from inside the wall _ from above the wall _ from below the wall.
Even if, one day, the collective masked face will preside, over the last submission to aggression, we will go on hovering in circle over the wall, to implant our moving shadow on the 'Wall', to register a protest _ to stamp freedom to keep alive, hope in despair, before flying into the Sun.
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