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I watched them tearing a building down
A gang of men in a busy town.
With a 'yo-heave-ho' and a throaty swell
They swung a beam and the side wall fell.
I asked the foreman, "Are these men skilled,
Like the ones you'd hire if you had to build?
He gave me a laugh and said, "No indeed
Common labour's all I need.
I can easily wreck in a day or two
What builders have taken a year to do!"
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I thought to myself as I went my way
Which of these roles have I tried to play?
Am I the builder who works with care
Measuring life with a rule and square?
Am I shaping my deeds to a well-made plan
Patiently doing the best I can?
Or am I the wrecker who stalks the town
Content with the labour of tearing down?
Which am I? Which are you?
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