Where There's a Wall By. Joy Kogawa Ryo and Mina thoughts about the poem Ryo thought 2 people whose are in relationship like families or a couple. They were in different place, so they cannot see each other. Ocean represents the wall that they wants to break. One of them says the ways to see that person or how to talk with him/her. Mina thought the poem is about the shy girl who cannot talk to others, scares to talk with them is making a wall which no one can break. But she actually wants to break it down. where there's a wall there's a way around, over, or through there's a gate maybe a ladder a door a sentinel who sometimes sleeps there are secret passwords you can overhear there are methods of torture for extracting clues to maps of underground passageways there are zepplins helicopters, rockets, bombs bettering rams armies with trumpets whose all at once blast shatters the foundations Where there is a wall there is a way to go you can go around, over, or through it where there's a wall there's a way around, over, or through there's a gate maybe a ladder There might be a gate a door a sentinel who or maybe a ladder or a sometimes sleeps there are secret passwords you can overhear there are methods of torture for extracting clues to maps of underground passageways there are zepplins helicopters, rockets, bombs bettering rams armies with trumpets whose all at once blast shatters the foundations door where there's a wall there's a way around, over, or through there's a gate maybe a ladder a door a sentinel who sometimes sleeps there are secret passwords you can overhear there are methods of torture for extracting clues to maps of underground passageways there are zepplins helicopters, rockets, bombs bettering rams armies with trumpets whose all at once blast shatters the foundations A gate guard who sometimes sleeps so I can go through the gate when the guardian is sleeping. where there's a wall here's a way around, over, or through here's a gate maybe a ladder a door a sentinel who sometimes sleeps there are secret passwords you can overhear here are methods of torture or extracting clues o maps of underground passageways here are zepplins helicopters, rockets, bombs bettering rams armies with trumpets whose all at once blast shatters the foundations There are secret passwords that you can hear from other people where there's a wall there's a way around, over, or through there's a gate maybe a ladder a door a sentinel who sometimes sleeps there are secret passwords you can overhear there are methods of torture for extracting clues to maps of underground passageways there are zepplins helicopters, rockets, bombs bettering rams armies with trumpets whose all at once blast shatters the foundations Torture the innocent to tell you how to get the map from underground there's a gate maybe a ladder a door a sentinel who sometimes sleeps there are secret passwords you can overhear there are methods of torture for extracting clues to maps of underground passageways there are zepplins helicopters, rockets, bombs bettering rams armies with trumpets whose all at once blast shatters the foundations you might break the wall by using bombs battering rams, helicopters, and rockets armies with trumpets can blast shatters the foundation all at once. where there's a wall there are words to whisper by a loose brick wailing prayers to utter special codes to tap birds to carry messages taped to their feet there are letters to be written novels even Where there`s a brick wall you can whisper all of the things you want to say in it by morselcode. or use a bird to carry your messages taped on there feet. we can send letter or even novles on this side of the wall I am standing staring at the top lost in the clouds I hear every sound you make but cannot see you I incline in the wrong direction a voice cries faint as in a dream from the belly of the wall on this side of the wall i am confused, even though i hear your voice but i cannot see you on this side of the wall I am standing staring at the top lost in the clouds I hear every sound you make but cannot see you I incline in the wrong direction a voice cries faint as in a dream from the belly of the wall I am in the wrong direction I hear a faint voice on the other side of the wall Metaphor I am lost in clouds IRONIC from the belly of the wall Alliteration I am standing staring at the top there are zepplins helicopters, rockets, bombs, bettering rams