With a rectangle and a square
The edifice was constructed
With a line and a shadow
The construction was decorated
We stand back, try to gain perspective
We close in, try to observe detail
The words are in the mother tongue
Yet we extract: A Nations History
The message was not a natural given
It is embellishment, in a place
Out of place with its surroundings
A design shipped by bankrupt people
Just as trees, without forestation
Become cluttered; they restrict
Light, and view, and growth
As do the odd buildings of the city
