Hidden Danger

Hidden Danger
By: James Dubeau

Towering
High above me
Sandstone
Reached for the sky
Piled
In majestic simplicity
But yet
For how sturdy
The imposing structure
Might have been
There were signs
Of weakness
Discoloration
Water stains
Ran alongside
Turning browns
Dark
Deforming
Warping
Destroying
The surrounding
White rocked walls
Signs of damage
Signs of danger
Lurking
Buried
In dark recesses
Invisible
To naked eyes
If only Invisible
Shades of red
Could be seen
Then
One would truly know
Of the darkness
Growing
Upon wood and fiber
Ready to strike
Ready to kill
Those who choose
To inhabit
Near the sandstone tower