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WHERE DO I STAND

WHERE DO I STAND

I stood one day in a busy town,
watching men tear a building down.
With a Yo heave ho!
and a lusty yell,
They swung a boom,
and a side wall fell.

I asked the foreman of the crew,
Are they skilled as those who build anew?
Oh no, he said, No, no indeed!
Common labor is all you need.

I can tear down as much
in a day or two
As it takes skilled men
a year to do.

And I thought to myself
as I walked away,
Just which of these roles,
am I trying to play?

Do I walk lifes busy way with care,
measuring each deed with rule and
square?

Or am I one who goes around,
Content with the business of tearing down?