"The wise woman builds her house, but the foolish pulls it down with her hands." (Prov. 14:1)

I saw them tearing a building down,

A gang of men in a dusty town.

With a "yo heave ho" and a lusty yell,

They swung a beam and the side wall fell.

I asked the foreman if these men were as skilled

As the men he'd hire, if he were to build.

He laughed and said, "Oh, no indeed.

Common labor is all I need.

For those men can wreck in a day or two,

What builders had taken years to do.

I asked myself as I went my way,

Which kind of role am I to play?

Am I the builder who builds with care,

Measuring life by the rule and square?

Or am I the wrecker who walks the town,

Content with the role of tearing down?

(Author Unknown)