I am a zen temple
serene and spiritual
open myself for fervent worshipers
who would think
you brought a pry bar
to remove nails
which you thought are
bonding me in concrete
I trusted you to make me whole
but not to break me
who would know
you two used chisels
to carve my perfect form
into damaged sculpture
I am your flesh and blood
I have mistaken your love
to be unconditional
who would foresee
a zen temple
demolished by trusted followers
in the name of
self righteousness
Flicker of Thoughts 
powerful. they may try to destroy serenity, but as long as one brick remains it will be reattained. a tornado may hit a church but that does not erase the power of the place.
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