The Building

I didn't write this. I don't know who did. But I found it today. It got me thinking. I hope it does the same for you.

The Building

I passed one day through a lonely town

and saw mean tearing a building down.

With a ho-heave-ho and husky yell

they swung a beam and a side wall fell.

I asked the foreman, "Are these men skilled?"

"Oh, no!" He chuckled, "No, indeed.

The common laborer is all I need."

"Why I can destroy in a day or two

what builders have taken weeks to do."

I thought to myself as I went on my way,

which of these roles have I tried to play.

Am I a builder who works with care,

strengthening lives by room and square,

Shaping my peers to a well made plan,

helping them do the best they can,

Or am I a wrecker who walks around

content with the labor of tearing down?