The agained unsmithed
Striking the nails high into the sky
House scattered weeping for a roof
A shelter dreamed of from the foundation
Builds itself against the want
Dreams itself against the wake
Crucifies itself endlessly
To worldwide be
A graffiti of a turned down wall
Miroslava Odalovic
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-graffiti-of-a-turned-down-wall/
