everyone has a story to be told
of its inner sanctuary secret.
To apease its most lurid ways
of starry eyed creatures.
humans have a way to express a wayward
plough. to seek wonder and ask why.
we all go through battle zones
of its sanctuary wars.
to win the life of whats has always
been here before.
i know the building i know the pain
to start all over once again.

Rodney Rod Smith

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/starting-over-6/