Just a cry or a whisper in the artificial silence could have helped us to
Find our island and build a home made just for two. But your pride and my
Resistance and the strong advice of those who wish us well maintained the
Distance — and I doubt I’ll ever see you again. Yet I wonder if you wrote
Me…? I wonder if I called…? Would we hide behind the wall that divides
Us and protects us from all that fall back into violence. Can we crack
This silence?
