Sledgehammer

taken to the wall,

fragments fly.

Inside cold,

black with mold,

termites and larvae;

maybe the random

disease carrying mouse

bolts in fear.

The point not to destroy

or tear down for its own sake-

newly constructed wall,

my new heart.

He came not with the purpose of

condemnation,

but to rebuild entirely.

Save the wall,

a new life in this house.

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