A city contained by walls of emotion
A story told is an emotion sold
to envision the release of the caged
would be worth the price of fine gold

Seven days standing outside gate
stopping only to walk parameters length
each days passing more emotions delivered
to the river deep encircling with banks

One by one the captives must be freed
yet the overwhelming darkness controls
as I stand outside this ugly gate
watching inmate after inmate stroll

A mixed equation I now start to see
some have torn at the bricks laying down
walls now slowly start to crumble
as some have erased their unwanted frown

Geoff Warden

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walls-of-darkness/