Where the wealthy once played
in luscious ballrooms
dividing the interior
to shoot and fish
Where their chattels,
enumerated for poverty,
had less than nothing
to live on and pay with
Lowly walls sinking into the ground
only chimneys left standing
empty hearths cold
staring out over empty moorland
The mansion too was left
abandoned and crumbling
young ones were once taught
from where their elders were ruled
Where the wealthy once played
we now learn of their days
and those they subdued
from near and from far
Resplendent yet empty
the way it once was,
but no longer is,
Lews Castle
