Tainted Temples

One touch, it could’ve been a fluke
Twice now, he was up to no good
Sat dumb, couldn’t say a word
Limbs weak, like a broken little bird

Trust and goodness , things that he did not know
Leaving spirits broken and unwhole

Build your temple brick by brick
Keep it under lock and key
Unwelcome feet make it unclean
Can’t wash away what you can’t see

Bloodless wounds need time to heal
Tainted temples need time to rebuild

Smiling, his voice held no trace
Hiding, intention to betray
Anger, came a little too late
Courage, was to be delayed

Now his hands and smile they make no sound
Buried deep, deep, deep, deep, underground

Build your temple brick by brick
Keep it under lock and key
Unwelcome feet make it unclean
Can’t wash away what you can’t see

Bloodless wounds need time to heal
Tainted temples need time to rebuild