I am…..



There I stood….can you see me not?
Standing straight and tall
Weathered and cracked and cemented again……

Bricks and stones,
Not brown anymore.

The graffiti shouting out thoughts of many
Smudge and blur and some read clear
Colourful and varied
They speak out loud
Adorning me and screaming out-
Look at me, I am not just a wall.