I saw them tearing a building down – a gang of men in a dusty town.
With a yo-heave-ho and a yes lusty yell – they swung a beam and a side wall fell.
I asked the builder if these men were as skilled as men he would hire if he were to build.
He laughed and said “Oh no indeed, common labor is all I need – for these men can wreck in a day or two what builders have taken years to do.”
I asked myself as I went my way, what kind of role am I to play?
Am I a builder who builds with care and measures life with the rule and square?
Am I a wrecker who roams the town content in a role of tearing down?