The Walls darken flag.

The dark flag made of bear skin skunk and clay, prior to Betsy Ross courtesy

Is a highly respected other side of story back woods story but out of the forest

Run wolves deer long leg musket bearing hooting hunters basting their hunt of

Skin and meat welcome not greet and eat although the day young come all today

A poem written under a leaf a bed of leaves or life cleave things that fall in other

Times aging birth languish old art the buds forest birds return to memories wake

Not to anyone’s return or keep giving it away I don’t want to collective reason to

Speak out about this like the well going dry keep on lowering the water pail 🪣 

Wait and see the other America emerge waring the family down less the reason 

You stand for two things the helpless under the knee of oppression and divisions 

Yours and theirs rather the truth dispelling evils hold count your freedoms they

Hold on to one but replace the union weakening America or its destructive end

I can live along on the time and place provided a given I believe all the more so

The whistle or in the winds by gone the church’s voice be yours cannot destroy 

Given sword distance a curse in fold I object with obvious reason of the unjust

Host of darkness entertaining a light and form betrays our senses two states not

Very clear the social demand it entreats chess ♟️ in America 

A box of lies is one lie after another and the story of lies under review are in a

Round table to bash the extension of which ride the waves beneath the blue wash

The suns light barely reach into and out around the greying mist and dust rained

Down swirled up into a den long eared rabbits and carrots 🥕 so went the carrot

A stone path distance having a wall marking the way the box of lies kept still by

Fingers in secret the only thing that came to notice this is loss of direction closer

The commotion swelled the distant direction is moot in final thought and spill

Leave them all at the wall to putter about rather than follow to Eden a place of

More peace not all adhere to wars plebiscite or other control the press the bumps

In the road remain a thing of objection the course is more laid down in stoning 

Agreement of little things laws and laws similar to darkness engulfing reason 

It’s the law and darken laws to it and what do you have for reason of blame the

Black holes you have to understand what’s poison and what is not what drags one

On to broken stones way or to refrain and leave over and away the other place

The danger is both increasing largely to end the mass of control make shift ends

Lie and evil in shining storm the others end the cry to challenge has class reason

Life versus little but a stand in against evil all everywhere support is gaining only

A stronger control exist to betray these looking and looking on letters and letters

Being dumped not legal briefs or argue but a grab bag of lies or really no choice

To but disallow box dance lunches or naughty talk gold diggers court like the old

Old miles reveal if thats annoying to be included in the wall has two sides.

I spied a hand reaching on to the walls top then it disappeared I had stepped away

To rest a little where I saw something looking up at the color of definition it raised

I decided to move on it may have been a shadow of the moon and passing clouds

A haunted image the haunting was more possible but for reason moment to explain

The other side the wall has ivy growing wild in patches of moss green greener vines

Make its way it appears curling bits of little leaves are growing on to the other side

Little two headed ants marching in ten-den dirty 👄 mouths or horrors unfolding on

The script of politics what stays on the ground remains to be seen little birds hungry

Quick fly by bug catching upside the wall other side holds to a community standard

I have thought to call out feeling being found reaching out and back to me of course

Why I went my way the wall is being repaired on my present side patch repair work

Because I am now part of the darkness spilling over the wall peeking through many

Un repaired cracks summer to fall later I thought in space the eye on windows of the

World 🌎 it spies a beautiful catch image or more a beautiful world our earth a wall

With million of walls forgotten people and streets the light of the wall in the distance

I thought was a workmen's lanterns or the area work was being planned so I widened 

My path not be in the way as this is my perception concern the darken walk became

My direction a reminder occurred to me was the green jungle war movie episode’s 

In news from earlier period but for all the ideas I think move about the politics than

The place I place my phone on silent so as not to reveal my way or person I hope to

Find reach out to the friendship I had earlier not have ever meeting with my letter of

Sponsorship love ❤️ place called Eden a letter of my thoughts in the best behavior 

Leaving the Elephants roaring foremost in the wind learning the tricks of the trade 

Packing up my Internet Pads and phone long rang short wave radios my carry and

Talk on about them makes me sick before the effect’s 💜 weakening hearts cries out. 

But that upside of the wall the other side has a community vying for entrance to door

A umbrella of sort just short the blessed turn from war’s catastrophe voiding the fall

But the television pundits I thought to call out raised the ante by adding their views

Saying the Vatican has a wall extending around the Vatican to move the displaced to

It is not removing the drums of war in this case the spread of war footing can reach

Beyond into wars ill framed response to me of course why I went my way the wall 

Being repaired on my present side a patch repair is important 👀 looking at handy 

Repair work because am now part darkness spilling over the world peeking through 

The small slight to my present side in patch repair bringing the distant light dark of

Standing walls on its facade because I am now in just darkness images of what was 

Or in limited demand against reason for more in lieu of earth a wall with a million 

Views people and streets it’s another belief what turn follows or as last uncovered 

That the other enigma is not a story book idea or a broker of great overcast in 😈 

Evil that changed it spots where it raised the anti world in reds to favorite enigma 

So I am in line of the rule to concur which arm and flag to survive remains a criteria 

Running in either direction defense of the flag or the once torn tarnished flag fallen

In a child’s hand rage and rage over the only course one sees hears but believes not

The way of the hand of wars finality the only gain if one can reach up and out the

Darken fields into stand up or down to your choice of life's quality or ending a place

Beyond their broken walls reveal that come across my radio network assails the evil

Well I like to believe Edens radio is stuck in mud down winds of this complaint but

That is not true what is true is the next step will or not ever be solved but for all to go

Away the other thing on top of this follow suit a false narrative those to thou shall not

Dirty book of secrets and pictures in dark becomes that snake on the staff in hand  or

Lay in wait. Walls, a look at camps camping on the streets laws, carried across the red

Lines empties into the waiting call home reaching out or place of tempestuous rest the

Very decline where smoke reclines the other named, a course not want written down by

Pen removes the white and red flags one of blood cover the other over the face barely

Seen in sky blue hourglass last rest not that you expected anything better or engage and

Become but for books and research life has very little left by some accounts it touched

Or you touched upon the evil stone Christ languished to the cross of inflections never

In story or histories occurrence and chain of events now a ledger to kept in leather 📕 book.

The wall has only memories etched on to it in red paint rather I didn’t reach out to touch

What I thought was some kind of spackling the mind is a rapid story telling bulb on and off

The Walls line shifted who crossed the red line of law and order with the establishment of the

Of the brown line where suffering is in their hands all differences including any line suggests 

Your dark line over the, all laid or planned other lines and what goes on behind the Wall sticks

One reason I have stepped away from the lines other side worse wall tempestuous wall of reason

The purple dread fingerprint behind the other other wall example would be sci, fi fantasy rather

I am a straight guy but let me tell you letting the grass grow out of control everything from plant

To trees give this boogie plant  a vine to reach out continue its shadow will reach you and prevail 

Of course if it has space like academia it could contain intelligence give that clothespin conspiracy 

To fly you to the lasting barrier box lunch imagine that but you can change the narrative quickly

However on a planet of another earth which can carry on and are not cared scorched earth policy

Example so giants rear giants plants and rule of green and brown horrors example Venus fly trap

Given a long growing time seeding and biology left wild so maybe giant Venus fly plants change

To walking martian once plants into a martian plant with darken features from like sun 🌺 flowers 

Its image suspect big will create big bug to bug effects becoming strangely a martian tree after time

In search a large scenario to become the purple dread with a predator in wait mind and white cocoon 

I really have no plan to change my way and view beneath the rock it has rooted to protect its seeded

Root and reach about unnoticed it’s root to grow and change shape and plant language is somewhere

Or somehow the equation and equator of that peril would have left its fingerprint how it will stand up

In a conflict probably big what is at stake will remain to be seen.