The Wrecking Ball
She stood forlorn behind the chain link fence
Her mortared bricks still clinging to the earth
A battle lost with every gasping breath
Against the war of time and death
A monument behind a chain link moat
Reveals a glimpse of what had been supreme
With boarded eyes, the windows that watched us learn
Where teachers stood and wrote our names upon the board
And gave us wealth, while we absorbed
Like sponges, soaked, we kept in places stored
But each piece of what I've taken from this place
Became in part of what I would become
So little did we know while we were young
How swiftly flies the time from when we're thrown
Into the world of vast unknowns
So far away from all our childhood comfort zones...
My dreams still play with friendships now long gone
Yet holding hands our shadows linger on
Laughter rings, as feet run through the halls
How sad it is to see it now
For soon the wrecking ball will force this giant to it's knees
I see the ghost of children at their games
Racing beyond their childhood in the shade
Red wagons pull my childhood back in time
Farewell to time, she was a grand old school of mine
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