silence of the wall

the wall says nothing and we are dismayed
all of our hopes are glued in place by grief
we worry that the maker's a true thief

we aren't expected now to make the grade
but still we know the whole thing's a belief
the wall says nothing and we are dismayed

in early afternoon there's little shade
no places where we can find some relief
the day is long and we still want it brief
the wall says nothing and we are dismayed