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 on 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