DIE DEUTSCHEN BERLIN 1991

Your piercing blue eyes
Dance from side to side
Fearful of eye contact
You pace back and forth
Zuruckbleiben bitte
You close the doors
Sending humanity
Into the dark tunnel
You stand at attention
Watching the train disappear
Beneath the wall
Where you plant trees
To erase the scars

Piece by piece
You reassemble the wall
Around yourself
Blocking the memory
Of November ninth
When you lost yourself
In emotion
You made eye contact
Allowed yourself to cry

But now you remember
How to be German
And they remember
How to be German
And the one thing
Which connects you
Divides you