Castle

Yesterday a bare land stood

Beneath it, a zeal the future dares

Today a castle springs from its shoot

I see no one on its stairs.

Yesterday a poor man stood

With dreams sealed in a box of fears

Today his castle is worth a hoot

He built it on the air!

(dreams don’t build castles, hands do. Do something. Poem inspired by a termite mound near my home)

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