• Craftsman's Lament

    Thy skies
    Shine with beauties.
    Thine sturdy roads
    Made with care.
    Thou hast buildings,
    Tall and daunting.
    Built with life,
    And stories fair.
    Yet thy people,
    They move among these,
    Never caring,
    Too blind to see.
    All the love that surrounds them,
    The beating heart
    Of a legacy.