figure 10: "Builder or Wrecker"

I watched them tearing a building down,
A gang of men in a busy town.
With a ho-heave-ho and lusty yell,
They swung a beam and a sidewall fell.
I asked the foreman, “Are these men skilled,
As the men you’d hire if you had to build?”
He gave me a laugh an said, “No indeed!
Just common labor is all I need.
I can easily wreck in a day or two
What builders have taken a year to do.”
And I tho’t to myself as I went my way,
Which of these two roles have I tried to play?
Am I a builder who works with care,
Measuring life by the rule and square?
Am I shaping my deeds by a well-made plan,
Patiently doing the best I can?
Or am I a wrecker who walks the town,
Content with the labour of tearing down?

— Edgar E. Guest

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Poem

Participant Reflection

“This poem by Edgar E. Guest related to how I felt during this pandemic. It very simply describes being a builder (a resilient nurse during a crisis) or a wrecker (giving in to the crisis).

COVID-19 made me feel like a whole system had collapsed and like the walls had come down on me. However, it was up to me if I chose to be a builder or a wrecker.”