Walls turned into rubble
The temple stained with sin
Grieving for the children lost
Grieving for what could have been
Memories that taste like ash
Vanity like smoke that burns
Grateful for God’s providence
Grateful for the lessons learned
Damage that can’t be undone
Scars like monuments to pain
Hopeful for a second chance
Hopeful for a cleansing reign
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