Bob Schwartz

Ugly Building

Having built a thing
So ugly and misshapen
I cannot expect
Satisfaction or praise
Who would admire such a thing
Who would live in it?
Yet there it is
And there it remains
Until the forces of
Weather disaster and time
Bring it to ruin.
In the right light
The right time of day or night
Its qualities appear
And if weary
You will find a place
To rest or sleep.

© Bob Schwartz 2017