the cycle on borrowed time

The wall is cracked

The concrete wall start to peel off

The line of cracks appear on the wall

Soon the vibration will cause it to fall

The years of guarding it

It has its day to stand tall

Now the wall cracked open

Something isn't right at all

Though the barking dogs run

Chasing shadows ringing the door

The snarling in the front gate

The barking dogs forget to knock

The right and wrong

The truth and lies

The echo hears it often

The back door swings open

Now the running

Looking back isn't an option

The hiding place to cool

Before the hammer falls down