Sifting Through These Ashes

There is much to be gained from the disregarded ways of the past
How futile we have been in our new ideologies
Fighting against what we have become
Burying us a under a cloak of religion
Collapsing fragments of life have fallen down around us
On our knees we try to piece things back together
Parts like sifting sand slip through our fingertips
Within these ashes lies beauty forgotten
Search us to find what has been lost within
Reveal what we do not see in and of ourselves