Very inspiring. I don't know how it would be as a song because it doesn't fit the standard rhythm etc. but as verse it certainly says a lot. I was there on the day after Christmas..There were still some sections standing and I helped take them down with my bare scratching hands. What was so strange is this wall was just soft rotten..not even cement..just gravelly rock in some loose binder. I wrote teh names of all my nieces and nephews on part and gave some chocolates to teh guards on the other side...I was the only person out there at first...then two more Americans..it was funny..we were both wearing the exact same kind of REI jacket...and then as the morning grew you could hear this chip chip chip sound as people started to come with their hammers etc. And then the procession of little cars (Yugos?? or the kind in East Germany they made out of washing machine motors I have heard) coming from the East. They really wanted to buy bananas for one thing. I was in a bathroom and an old woman encountered a pay toilet that was way out of her price range..fifty pfenig fifty pfenig she kept shouting. We let her in...I crossed Checkpoint Charlie as a free woman...it was an awesome day. mg