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Borderless
These borders house free speech.
So many wish to be here.
The pain they suffer elsewhere;
Is a nightmare.
These borders should not be breached.
It is a safe-haven for free thinking.
So many broken individuals,
Beat on the doors.
Unfortunate people,
trying to squeeze through the pearly, golden gates.
Searching for a better life,
Far from the heat of hell.
Some of them, so destroyed by their culture;
They should never be here.
Because if we let them in,
We will fail.
Our hearts are so big,
But our enemy is bigger.
Should we let them in?
Are their lives worth the inevitable?
Maybe we should let this structure fall.
Down with the walls,
Crushing us all.
This heaven is useless with demons inside.
Too many want what we fought for our lives.
Should this be free?
Should we give it away?
Because we know,
when we let them in,
It won't be the same.
Too much controversy,
Not enough alike.
The only thing we will do is fight.
We cringe at the sight of change.
We don't want anything strange.
But strangers are clawing at our doors,
There are holes in our borders,
Soon they will be in.
So many wish to be here.
The pain they suffer elsewhere;
Is a nightmare.
These borders should not be breached.
It is a safe-haven for free thinking.
So many broken individuals,
Beat on the doors.
Unfortunate people,
trying to squeeze through the pearly, golden gates.
Searching for a better life,
Far from the heat of hell.
Some of them, so destroyed by their culture;
They should never be here.
Because if we let them in,
We will fail.
Our hearts are so big,
But our enemy is bigger.
Should we let them in?
Are their lives worth the inevitable?
Maybe we should let this structure fall.
Down with the walls,
Crushing us all.
This heaven is useless with demons inside.
Too many want what we fought for our lives.
Should this be free?
Should we give it away?
Because we know,
when we let them in,
It won't be the same.
Too much controversy,
Not enough alike.
The only thing we will do is fight.
We cringe at the sight of change.
We don't want anything strange.
But strangers are clawing at our doors,
There are holes in our borders,
Soon they will be in.
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