Your Temple (Not what I thought it was)

By Syn

The curtains of your temple
will drape to the floor
Only the sacred will enter
Only the pure

And inside your temple
Songs will be sung
Prayers will be chanted
The dead will be hung

The candles will give
the softest of glow
and life will be sacrificed
and faces will show

That inside your temple
there is cruelty and spite
And inside your temple
everyone will die

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Copyright 2004 Syn
Published on Sunday, July 4, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Anth On Monday, July 5, 2004, Anth (1133)By person wrote:

    as ever with yours,immaculate flow.makes it easier to get lost in your work...great piece

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