In my times
there were no Lego
shone in bright red.
The foundation slab
were thick and beige
while the roof tiles.
took the green colour..
Siblings took turns in building.
for a day or longer
by a week.
Built houses, auditoriums,
colleges, dams, airports
with great precision. We were
engineers, architects, and labourers.
A learning experience
filled with fun and diligence.
The structure disintegrates unexpectedly
A tussle emanates we abuse one another
pinch and punch, while vying to usurp.
Peace resumes when mom intercepts
A start over follows.
Years after, while constructing
a real houseI perceive trouble.
It is the workers who dodge,
the suppliers who delay, lack of attention
to details cause a slow down, a redo
rude exchanges, stay away from work
distract the progress. The pacifying force
is within, I calm down , end up
in a let go settlement to proceed.
Again it is fun in a connotation
far from the sense. Exhaustion
and the urge to conclude
take the predominance.
It is a give up of
ideas and visions forces
I go ahead, subdued.