2011 - Day 139

A likeness undefined,
Pinpoint salutation,
Credible source of happiness
High walls around our nation.
Abandoned right at birth,
Centuries of dust,
Continue to build and cover our tracks
No chemicals cut through the rust.
Traces of the past
Hiding under rocks,
Why did our instincts push out the good
Now made up of Legos and blocks.
Build a space machine,
Travel back in time,
Rediscover what's already found
But do not replay our crime.