The Mansion
THE MANSION
Mr. Philip wanted to build up a mansion.
Hindrances put him in adverse situation.
In short period his dream turned an ILLUSION.
Construction continued from morning till dark dusk.
Rusty dust whirling, each worker was on thick MASK.
Not at all a matter of joke, but too tough task.
His selection of persons to carry project
was completely wrong, basically IMPERFECT.
Plan of building was made by a FLAWED architect.
Promptness of Mr. Philip lacked reality.
Materials supplied were of poor quality.
Supervisor did not even check quantity.
Shortly FAÇADE and parapet were BROKEN.
Roof, walls were CRACKED, and building collapsed on one morn.
Mr. Philip got terrible shock and his heart was TORN.
06/20/21
Writing Prompt - Flawed' Contest by La Constance France
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2021
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