Walls
Without consideration, without pity, without shame
they have built big and high walls around me.
I think of nothing else: this fate gnaws at my mind;
And now I sit here despairing.
for I had many things to do outside.
Ah why didn't I observe them when they were building the walls?
But I never heard the noise or the sound of the builders.
Imperceptibly they shut me out of the world.
- C.P. Cavafy -