Vita

I will lay myself
One brick at a time
And no life will blind
While I lay myself
And this wall will rise
One day and the next
One will follow then
And the next again
And before I part
I will congregate
On my wall alone
As I've always known
And should see my wall
As my mission called
Built without a scratch
Of the then unknown
For I am the hand
That has written so