The Wall

I walled it off, but there was another inside,
loud and up for a dance with all comers, a Mr. Hyde.

Berlin's over there, Amsterdam and Paris,
canals and walkways, galleries, jazz joints and the rising tide.

I saw all the walls people have built around themselves
wearing their headphones and hearing nothing, sleepwalkers, so snide!

Walling it off, blanking it out, the social injustice, the homeless,
the fear inside.

There's a pyramid of desire, super hot models at the top,
all the beautiful rides.