these walls are built

...to restrain us...

what are they but of plaster and wood?

these gates are built

...to hold us...

is that not the purpose of our arms?

these roads are built

...to direct us...

glory to those who walk uncharted paths.

these rules are built

...to chain us...

what are they but the words of our peers?

these bars are built

...to keep us...

are they not but firm sticks, easily broken?

these tongues are built

...to guard us...

what are they but our most precious weapon?

these eyes are built

...to lead us...

are they not but our constant companions?

these minds are built

...to free us...

for what are they but our only escape?

...that you may never surrender...