RE:
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.


among mental health professionals, it is often stated that the reason "asylum" have fences, isso that those out side can have a clear demarkation of who is sane and who is insane.

i think there is something very human about "catagories" and some catagories are rated higher than others.. Sane is rated higher-- but not all societies have the same definition of sane -- (think of Joan of Arc-- now days, her hearing voice would have her labeled "insane").

i think the highest acheivement of person is to destroy these learned catagories.. to take down the fences-- to recognize the Something there is that doesn't love a wall,.

i like to think myself free of prejudice.. but i keep finding areas and ways that i behave predjudice.. it is a constant battle..i know i have to make an effort to not keep up the fences, to not remain in the dark. we can chose to "keep up the fences" or not. the last few lines that WOW has highlighted-- say it all to well..
I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, 'Good fences make good neighbors.'


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