Monday, February 03, 2014

Idolatry

And then comes a moment 
when they find flaws in their idol.
Their faith turns as frail
as the gossamer strands in the alter.
The holy shrine reveals itself
as a whitewashed tomb.
And they come to terms 
that it ought to be flawed.
For it's man made.
To be precise,
an idol they made.

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