Edifices are symbolismsBarriers an outcome of tribal greedTrying to possess a structureIs far from desire to reach Shroud, a mere perceptionWise associate as a body’s needSoul spreads far wideWitness to red of innocent streets As I dwell in dark of nightsSky stands clear with its starThe light of day but bring to foreUnholy, inhuman remnants of reality As a believer I knowEncompassing, unrestricted God’s reachFor a prayer in its true meanIs about the prayer not where Prophecies will have a change of heartAs we are distractedMiracles would come and go As the still standing see to their dismayIt was not what was intended to be