They are golden
They are rare
The darlings of a summer night
I call them the perfect pair

He with his eyes
Her with her hair
God created the immaculate couple
And nothing else would compare

Adam was the boy
Eve was the girl
Wandering freely
Like a glistening pearl

A blueprint of life
The future to behold
No other word could describe these two
That word was simply Gold

I wander down desolate streets that I’ve always known as towns
But now they have become havens for bright yellow helmets and noisy sounds
Gone is the hustle bustle of a lively cosmopolitan afternoon
In its place is the solitary ear shot of a builder humming a tune
A cigarette here and a cigarette there
Crackling laughter filling the air
What is this strange world I find myself in
Where does this madness end and where does it begin
It’s begins with a virus that really is pretty ******
Which has created this unique world that I like to call builder city
God created life and the man created walls
And the men are toiling on when the rich world comes and calls
Scaffolds of metal erected nice and high
As the magic of construction happens loudly under sky
Roadblocks and lights and the lifting of a hand
Halts the nonexistent traffic whilst a visor carries sand
Huddled together, social distancing at its worse
Putting forth life and limb on the line to fill a draining purse
They don’t need your concern or trending pity
Cause they are builders strong and true working in the place I call builder city

When I go
Please follow my wishes
And spread my ashes
Over the dishes
Into the cups
And up the stairs
Over the carpets
Then around the chairs
Under the beds
On the sills
Even the drawers
Where I kept my bills
Seek out the places
Anywhere you can find
That traces of me
Have been left behind
Cause this is the place
Where I felt best
I smiled my face
And lived at rest
The kids called me dad
The cats licked my feet
Even when I was sad
Life was sweet
My partner gave me love
The house gave me space
Nowhere deserves me
More than this place
From the roof to the grass
To the fence to the gnome
This is where I want to be
In this place I called home