Demolition

A cement wall stands tall.

Smooth and solid.

Calm, cool, collected.

Inside.

Cracks spreading like roots, planning their attack.

Words like nails

Slowly being hammered further and further into its heart

Making one single hole.

Eventually, the wall -

Hard as a stone and solid as a soldier, takes a fatal blow.

The nail is hit in the one spot that allows it to do the most damage.

The infrastructure shattered,

The walls crumbling down.

Why would it be built in a way that is so easily demolished?

Broken.

For every beating heart is a bleeding heart.

Don't lean too hard on a wall, cement or otherwise

Because for all you know, 

That wall is cracking.

And you- who have been resting your arm there for years,

Are the one to let it shatter

And be left with nothing but dust.