I poked a hole through a wall <br />and looked through the hole. <br />I found literary genius through <br />this eye that looked through the frame. <br />There was a man using his hammer. <br />He pounded with all his force <br />until nails created walls <br />and studs that would never fall. <br />Behind this scene the whole world fell. <br />The nails that held it up couldn't take <br />the pressures of trying to hold it together. <br />Down past the building that was nearly complete <br />were screams and yells about mistrust <br />over unproven infidelities that were <br />powered by swallowed insecurities. <br />Trust fell down like unfastened trusses. <br />Behind the wall next to the hammerman, <br />I hear unmoral babbles from a foreman to his apprentice. <br />He yells, 'Quit fuckin' around and move faster.' <br />'I'm doing the best I can! ' <br />'Well your best sucks...move faster! ', <br />because the heart is a dying tool <br />like manual powered tools. <br />Everything is headed for the outhouse, <br />somebody clean out the outhouse. <br />It is presently past due and the <br />dates have faded away on the record sheet. <br />Somebody save us all because the past teachings <br />are fading like ink written lines <br />partially washed away by water. <br />People unite and build <br />a new house of dreams and morals. <br />Before we run out of nails <br />to remodel the one we currently have, <br />because soon it will all just fall apart.<br /><br />Cokbod Lodwogo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-hole-through-a-wall-construction-metaphor/
