The Temple by Tomasz Zaczeniuk
Used with permission @fotowizjer
The priest of self
gathered every
green and wild thing
to his ego and drank
their blood from
the golden cup of avarice.
Built on nothing the
Temple Shrine of Glass Eyes
crumbled into the heartless rape
of Mother Earth’s soul.
A lone seeker searches for light
and begs the sky to grant him mercy.
