Statues Poem by J.T. Derouen

Statues



Idols will fall
One day when we realize the truth
This place is filled with idolatry
They will all fall at your call

Our Idols are not alive
They are as empty as an abyss
When you call them away
The Statue will break like a twig

We raise statues in your glory
But your glory is to great for stone
We can't bow down to a statue
We bow our souls to you

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