Looking into what appears to be ruins is a tricky thing to do
Because it is nearly impossible to tell what lesson to learn.
High walls that appear to scorn the passage of time
Amidst puddles that demonstrate the power of nature when she yearns.

Collapsed structures look lonely and depressed
Against a clear sky that warns not to give in.
Just what should you please when this is what meets your eye?
Is pressing forward insane? Is quitting a sin?

From the wreckage we much pull out what lessons we will
Giving voice to the emptiness or hope that we feel.

Once it was mighty and served a set purpose
Today it stands broken and hopeless in disarray.
The lesson could be about how futile it is to try
As we are unlikely to know when the place gave into decay.

Or we could be reminded that we should always take care
That the things that we love and work to create
Need to be equally loved and tended to long after we’re gone.
It is a long raging debate.

The message is yours alone to decide
For there is nothing the remains will confide.

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