What can break these invisible walls
And let misconception tumble and fall,
Drive away the fear that binds the soul,
And make divided hearts feel truly whole?
What force can heal what pride has torn,
Restore our hope so thin and worn,
Silence the lies that cloud our sight,
And turn our shadows into light?
It is love that dares to speak with grace,
To meet each wound face-to-face,
Truth wrapped gently in mercy’s call,
A steady hand when spirits stall.
With open hearts and humble eyes,
We rise above old hurt and lies
For only love, when freely poured,
Can break these walls and build accord.
MARYANN BOSAH 