Touch the fence from the outside
(Don't you believe you can?)
It's time to end your aparthide
I'm afraid it exeeded the plan.

You only fear of fear itself, don't you understand?
There's no use in it no more- it's gotten out of hand.

You have undergone all, from denile to frustation;
from ellipsis to question mark, then to exclamation

What the frame had to offer you concoured with ease
but ever the guards you dare not to tease

They're your own flesh and spirit, no doubt and yes fear
It means that nothing has been done uptill here




(A scretch in the cement is not enough
it means you were there, but not you were tough.)




You are your own survivour.