Renovations

Renovations

Useless, abandoned for years, abused, graffiti ridden, Used as a means of shelter, from the rains or to shoot up. 

Not a place of love but desperation, chipped away with decay and pocked craters, someday to be demolished, for another newer, shinier model 

The strength of antiquity bears the torture, holding on... Waiting for the eager investor to take notice  

Maybe it's a fixer upper, recognized only for what it can deliver, an investment, not a treasure or relic.

Once a refuge for a king or wealthy governor, it served the people for many years, now returning to those who play house with allowances and pocket change. 

A home is where the heart is, and yet, despite being home to so many souls for centuries, the hearts of those gone are those which remain