All are architects of hate
Working in these walls of time
Some with massive deed and great
Some with ornaments of rhyme.
Nothing useless or is low
Each thing in you is the best
And what seems but idle show
Strengthens and support the rest.
For the structure that we raise
Time is with materials filled
Our conflict of today
Are the blocks with which we build?
Keep the picture of days of art
Or burn wrought with greatest care
To satisfy each minute in your part
And for me missing the times you care.