Desecration
I am a statue a silai
On the wall of an ancient
Historic temple
Beautifully..artfully,,,
Sculptured by
Loving hands of long ago
May take hours to
Minutely,,,expertly
Appreciate me and
The man behind
A child of modern days
Runs up to me
Puts a grubby finger into
my Intricately carved finger
And pulls….breaking it
The parents admonish
Giggling guiltily
And go away
I am left
With a broken finger
Woe is me!
The other broken
Brothers and sisters
Stare silently
Commiserating
