A wall gets a crack,
No matter how it comes, it's a fact.
You can't heal the wall,
Not with mortar,
Not with paint,
Not with all the feigned care, or time you spent.

A wall stands, but not unbroken,
Each crack, a silent token
Of what it has borne and braced,
Of voices it heard, promises erased.

Everything is a gimmick
A patch, a cover, something quick.
Nothing more, nothing less,
Just a...