Walls

I built a wall once,
it was wide and tall,
bare hands used, with
boulder, stone and a lime mud paste,
was the shape of an iron horse shoe.
When I climbed atop this wall to see,
power to reign it gave to me,
for land that my eye could see,
I have become master with lock and key.
For my gates are strong,
my pride of place,
makes me the keeper,
of our human race,
to offer shelter,
or turn away.
Add to that the beast at bay,
lure him in, a pet to play,
where I stand so near the sky,
I look down on the meeker man.
Man or beast,
in or out,
the strength it gives,
I feel devout,
this land of mine,
yes, my domain,
enter wisely,
fear
my
name.

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