This Old House

When the foundation that is meant to support
Doesn’t, has cracks, shakes and shifts,

Then the house that stands atop it
Can never be as strong as it might have been.

No epoxy applied as an after thought
Can compensate for the earlier structural damage.

So…even as the house appears to be
Holding together, maintaining, resisting the elements,

It feels the quakes, the mud seeping in, the unrelenting weight of life
So much more fully than its less-damaged counterparts.

And though the house may learn to sway and stand
In spite of creaks and moans in its tired old bones,

It’s prone to sinking and sagging in strange places, requiring bolstering,
Wearing odd contraptions to keep from falling down completely.

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