Simple Brick

Bricks, bricks, rows upon rows of quadrilaterals

Leveled and staggered to create a vision…

Of structure…of rigidity…of commonality

Bright by design to those who are dark

Just plain wacky to those far off the mark

There is nothing whacked to such simple design

Chaos is just taken and smoothed into line

Through the looking glass, grayness encases the pavement stone

Everybody in all forms trod across, in groups or alone

All the outer walls graced in a variance of reds

Much like the hands that make loaves of tasty breads

Hundred of hands, bloody hands, strong hands…

Built our culture from such strong demands…

The need to expand…the need to want more

To break away from the rigidity, from the linearity

Such as the jagged edges that adorn of the summit

But, what of the layers that create the foundation?

Must they be buried by category, by simple label?

A bunch of boys named Floyd whitewashed the wall

We are only ordinary but that is where we fall

The sea of faces are like bricks in the wall

Different shades, diverse are they all

Whether they are staggered or stacked on top

Slightly off-kilter or still part of a rock

They stand together to make the structure whole

And last longer than anybody can possibly know

Without the gray matter, the contributions of those

Before us, they hold together those dissimilar rows

Trickling down through the halfway seams

All the knowledge of our culture and what it means

The mortar of the wall is the glue

That connects my brick to the rest of you

Walk everywhere and apply this lesson

United together every day and every session

If we stay this way through thin and thick

Our resolve shall be stronger than simple brick

Reviews

[Rene Velez]

Unity is the word I see when reading this write...this is splendid work my friend.