My Temple Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

My Temple

Things are not well in my temple
My congregation losing value in myself
A body in disarray
Becoming of many many minds
Focused on self interest

I am focused on self preservation
Contrary to the tenets of communion
My opinion
Faith has been shaken to the core
Self doubt brimming to the fore

My temple is in a state of disrepair
The critical pumping station running erratically
Threats of a stoppage a possibility
The structure of my temple crumbling under the weight of age
My grey leaky rooftop flooding my face.

The plumbing. Oh, the plumbing is the worst.
Blotting, frequent blockages and leakages at the most unexpected time
Frequently offline during services

Things are not well in my temple
I lose my memory and tremble
It's terrible
This temple
This body

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