This old house was once a pact
Thought unbreakable to all
A commitment to joy and creation
Lies now crumbling to dust
This old house was built
In times of hardship long ago
A haven for the weary to laugh and love
So very long ago
This old house is slowly falling
Foundations fractured and crippled
Withered from neglect and contempt
Collapsing under its own weight
This old house is quietly screaming
Adrift in its own rot
Slowly decaying, slowly dying
Awaiting its inevitable end
For this old house there is nothing else
Save to cherish what once was
Keep it locked away in memory
And look elsewhere to start anew