With no consideration, no pity, no shame, <br />they have built walls around me, thick and high. <br />And now I sit here feeling hopeless. <br />I can't think of anything else: this fate gnaws my mind - <br />because I had so much to do outside. <br />When they were building the walls, how could I not have noticed! <br />But I never heard the builders, not a sound. <br />Imperceptibly they have closed me off from the outside world.<br /><br />Constantine P. Cavafy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walls-2/
