The first little pig lived in a straw house
He had no worries about anything
He wanted a quick start
He wanted to go about life
Hating to worry or fuss
Not a strategist was he
A live by the seat of your pants one he was
A shared thought by the young
Until life smacked him down a notch
When everything went up in smoke
He ran to the second little pig
Who lived in a wood house
Older he knew a few more things
Trust must be earned not given
Going only by his own understanding
He built a solid home
One he felt he could be safe in
He was confident and assured of himself
But he was not aware
That he was targeted
The ordinary would not do
He did not understand the threat
He worked hard everyday
He was not free spirited as pig #1
Instead he tried to do everything right
But he had no strategic plan
Not involved in a more global intellect
He did not anticipate
That there was an enemy
Who did not think like he did
All he knew was how he believed things were
But much to his dismay
One overcast day his little brother arrived
Frantic and unable to think clearly
Because his ideology was shattered
When his straw house was destroyed
Knocking on his brothers door
He sought protection from the wolf
Who’s aim was total annihilation
Before they knew it there was a shout
Let me in, Let me in
Impulsively they shouted a response
Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins
Quick they ran out the back door
Not even trying to save a piece of paper
So desperate were they
They arrived at their brothers home
Made of brick it was
They always thought he spent too much
On thinking through every brick
Why so excessive
Didn’t it cost too much
As they all sat by the fire
Listening to the wolf cry out
Let me in, L E T M E I N
The older assured the two
Let me pour you a glass of wine
What you do not realize
Is that he has always been here
I have been preparing for this day
Do not fear, his lungs will give out
He cannot blow this house down
I am prepared
Now you know what you did not
And now I am not alone
He will diminish
We will increase
Our three gifts will combine now
And we will build a city
Where others can flee and find refuge
One of you is free to imagine
The other can plan and build
And I can oversee this now
We will build a mighty place
To raise up the mighty and capable
I have waited so long
But here we are now
My work is done
And a new work that is ours begins
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