Berlin Wall

The pieces of the Berlin Wall

bring those memories back to mind

that I try to keep buried away

not that I ever saw that cruel wall

my excursion into hell was farther south

even though the physical wall is down

there will always a Berlin Wall

buried deep down inside my soul



    • That part of the world was somewhat different during the late 1960s than it is now. I was in a rather difficult position to the south of Berlin in 1968 & 1969 that keeps coming out whenever I see or read anything relating to that wall. It wasn’t intended for the point to be obvious and the poem was written almost 40 years ago. The full meaning will never be shared.


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