Walls

‘Walls

With no consideration, no pity, no shame they’ve built walls around me, thick and high. And now I sit here feeling hopeless. I can’t think of anything else: this fate gnaws my mind, because I had much to do outside. When they were building the walls, how could I just have noticed? But I never heard the builders, not a sound. Imperceptive they have closed me off from the outside world.’

 C.P. Cavafy