The Wall

The wall you don't see
The wall you know being built
Each passing day,  with bricks of pain, 
The wall that grows strong with time
The wall that set people apart... 
You are standing on that part of the wall
I am standing on this part, 
The sounds can't reach from there to here, 
The bricks are not real yet strong, 
You are the Lord in your side
And I am the king in mine, 
But then the sides become kingdoms
And the wall becomes the boundary of nations, 
The sign of war and grief. 
Yes the wall which is getting built
The wall which sets people apart..