You screamed
'All in all it's just another brick in the wall!'
I heard first when this strange
Scream of yours
I nodded in disagreement...
But...several dreams down the pipeline
Passing nights under misty sky
And touching the useless flow by palms mine...
I now know it good
We all just for little bricks stood
One by one we cemented the decline...

You screamed
'Teachers leave our kids alone!'
Then those words caused repulsion
Now...after two horrific explosions
The same words with meaning me prick
We just add up to the bricks
On the wall...


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