Ever wonder what it's like being a brick?
Standing in the same spot everyday
With all of the others being on top of you
Standing in the rain, the wind, the snow
And the blinding, bleaching sun
Yet the bricks are quiet
There is no quivering, no quaking
Learn the lesson of the bricks, their fortitude
Of their unison through bonding
Though the brick on the bottom bears a heavy load
It conforms to the foundation to support all
The highest brick forms the limit, the top
They form a strengthening beauty of bolstering heights
The bricks are of the steps, the steps upward
And onward...