Children construct wooden block towers, with intention of knocking them down.
All the time spent into constructing something so magnificent, only to break it.
Solely for entertainment.
The longer they lay brick after brick, the stronger it gets, the more satisfying to tear down.
And what parts of the towers that withstand after the fall, they push over with their seemingly delicate fingers, only to leave blocks scattered all over the solemn sitting room floor.
To leave a mess amidst something normally so precise and put together.
But with all of the blocks put into the tower, all over the floor, picking each piece up by hand is much more time consuming, and not entertaining.
By this point the children have fled to another room and leave the mess they have created for another to reorganize and piece back together.
But you can't take the blocks from the children because it's all just a game.
A game played often and deemed harmless.
For they're just toys.
