Fence separates
the inside
From what lies
On the outside
What stays within it’s bound
Or What lies outside
It’s not for the fence
to judge or decide
It stays on the fringe
In touch with either side
Not the one to connect
Only built to divide
It’s one fence
With two sides
One is with the inside
One faces the outside
One side restricts
The other side protects
In its essence
it is meant to bisect
I pick up the brush
Let’s paint the fence
I wonder which side to paint first
From where do I commence
It’s how you see it
From the side you view
It doesn’t belong to either side
It is just a fence
My Tales Within 