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Crumbling Walls
by Ronald W. Hull → (All Poetry by Ronald W. Hull)
Saturday, December 7, 2024 Rated "G" by the Author.

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I borrowed a few famous lines to make my point. Did you get the meaning?

Crumbling Walls by Ron AI Crumbling Walls Walls are crumbling all around, Getting softer, flakes fallen down. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Decay to decay, rust to rust. World still changing since before birth, Just in our limited time on this earth. Walls have come down very fast. Walls that were made to last. Some walls were made to crumble. Some were custom made to bumble. Lines can be walls written on paper, Lines can be weapons of a keeper. Must keep colors within the lines. Must keep the colors so confined. Keep the white center ringed by the black, Keep the white meat for afternoon snack. Copyright ©️ Ronald W. Hull You can read and print this poem at my website here. 12/6/24
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Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia

Reviewed on December 12, 2024

Hello Ron, this is Rhonda's husband, Joe. Rhonda got your book, Hanging by a Thread, and I read it. What an incredible story! You are an inspiration to anyone who struggles with the hard challenges of physical limitations. As I read, I was constantly amazed at your resilience, determination, and innumerable successes in overcoming all the hardships you had to face, and still do. I hope others get your book and are encouraged by it. Rhonda's brother Steve recently passed away, but she sends her love and prayers and best Christmas wishes to you and yours. Take care and have a blessed Christmas.

Reviewed by Mystic Rose

Reviewed on December 9, 2024

Hi Ron, was this written by Ai ? Cuz on top it says, by Ron A I
All I know its very good, and I am just asking out of curiosity. Have a wonderful Xmas Ron, love :)

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on December 8, 2024

THE EFFORT TO KEEP OUR 'WALLS' PERFECT EVENTUALLY PROVES TO BE TOO MUCH FOR US ALL AND, THANK GOD...WE FINALLY COME TO THE DAY WHEN WE LET THE 'WALLS CRUMBLE' AND WE STAND BEFORE OURSELVES, THE WORLD AND OUR CREATOR...NAKED. NOW THAT'S REACHING PERFECTION, AMEN. ENJOYED IMMENSELY. THANKS FOR SHARING, RON. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATION

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

The walls come down, Ron, like the Berlin Wall, and the walls around the Selfish Giant's castle. Wallificent!

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

This flows so nicely, more worried about what�s going up than coming down.

Reviewed by John Herlihy

Reviewed on December 7, 2024

Walls are an interesting symbol and you have covered much of the bases in this poem, some need to be built (or rebuilt), others need to come down. They are certainly falling down all around us these days of political and social media turmoil.