Our Beautiful House

Once, ours was a beautiful house,

We had no rivalry like a cat and mouse.

Siblings, their wives and kids couldn’t have stayed longer,

Departed and settled somewhere, but couldn’t be stronger.

Secret visits often, to their previous residence,

Knew it was the richest with a strong fence.

Felt their present state was filthy,

While ours had been very wealthy.

Started their arrivals to make friends first,

Carted our riches to reach their places next.

Replaced many of our properties with the fake ones,

Commented our lives threatening us as nuns.

Installed new images in our shelter.

Forced by us to return their place,

They started to think in their own pace.

Decided every of their methods injected,

Left our house suddenly, still dejected.

As adapting to the new is our weakness,

Easily affected by their worthless fakeness.

Though, many of us live forgetting the past ages.

Some of us are here to awake and aware them like sages.