Kaufman Factory
The old Kaufman footwear factory
with it's grand entryway
Marble floors
Granite counters
Important people use to walk it's halls
Pictures of the founders had lined the walls
Intimidating, dressed in three piece suits
holding somber expressions
masters of a previous time
I walk down the halls
to the workers domain
stepping across pieces of debris on the factory floor
Calloused hands had run these machines
building work boots and futures that have all but dissapeared
The jobs
Good paying jobs
Union Jobs
Gone
A cities pulse slowed
Hopes dashed
Silenced
The glass from the windows lay broken on the floor
Wind echoes through lonely hallways
The rhythm of man and machine have ceased
dreams shattered like the glass
Soon new workers will appear
pulling down the broken pieces
getting rid of the tired machines
dusting away the silken cobwebs
All to make way for the new Condos
Reclaiming a part of history
The past and future will be united
Once again these wall will echo with laughter
New dreams to be forged from the rubble
People once again walking down bright hallways
The wind will be kept at bay
until some ancient future day
The grand entryway
Marble floors
Granite countertops
Decked out once again in finery
If the building could speak
she would say
"Come rest your weary heads"
"Celebrate my past"
"Make me your home."
Dedicated to Kaufman Footwear a grand building as well as an important
piece of Kitchener Ontario's past. The factory has been converted to condos.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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