What lies beyond the wall I built?
The one so strong and secure
Whose bricks are made like steel?
Tempered by my mind, Obscure

Hiding behind the rampart’s bricks
The things I hide away from lie
Plotting in secret sweet revenge
Until my defenses go awry

They’re minds are sharpened with there wits
They’re cunning, clever and adroit
They sit and whisper in the dark
Of how my mind they will exploit

But here I sit so safe and sound
No crack in bricks that I have laid
But they sit patient on opposing side
Till the day the wall’s have decade

Mmm. 'Tis a picture i took of myself. I was saving the picture and titled it What likes beyond these walls and i thought. That sounds like a good first line for a poem.

They’re minds are sharpened with there wits They’re cunning, clever and adroit They sit and whisper in the dark Of how my mind they will exploit But here I sit so safe and sound No crack in bricks that I have laid