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