I am now empty but once was so full
by Lisa Lindstrom
of anger and rage and love.
Now all I have are the pain and the shame
ruining the vision above.
My walls have fallen precariously;
My chimney no longer stands.
All because of the weight, fate and actions
of your ignorant damaging hands.
The problem I have does not lie in the bricks
for I was made of the best.
But the cement that was used, it crumbled so fast,
it couldn't handle the rest.
So now all alone I must recreate what I knew
in my heart must be right.
And I wholeheartedly pray my cement is mixed well
As I'll be paving and paving all night.