If these walls could speak (Poem)

If these walls could speak, Lock words and absorb in paint, Refusing any untruth to seep, The true palettes of ‘saints’.   If these walls could see, And every block was an eye, Unveiling hidden scenes, Unconfined by disguise.   If we were to observe, The truths behind the unseen, Anxious, restless, unnerved, For reputations…
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