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Death Of A House

DEATH OF A HOUSE

Round the bend of the lane
The rounded walls of the house stood naked
It's balcony which seatedsunshine
Was removed to bare it's windows
The bedroom which snuggled sleep
The family frame held timeless memories
Passers-by glared into its privacy
Of the kitchen where the joys of life
Were lovingly prepared
Bit by bit the house was brought down
Raped and mutilated mercilessly
As the insensitive world looked on
Only to smirk on the death of a house
Which was a boast of identity
A legacy, a home, a piece of time
Cut down to its root
To build a park
Studded with ornamental flowers
To house people in boxes
Alone, segregated, insensate.

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