10 April 2007

fresh construction

the forms in place the armature is ready
the wall will soon be poured or so we think
no longer will we stand close to the brink
the ground between us will be firm and steady
we know that what's been build already
still has the possibility of space or chink
the stone rolls down we hear it hit and clink
the future owner's mood is mostly heady
house by house we see the street take shape
the road's a skeleton the houses make it firm
and all the folk who live here call it home
you feel like a runner breasting the last tape
you look past the wall down the fresh berm
now you've a place there is no need to roam

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