This Temple

This body

this fortress

It is not for you

to tear down

It will not crumble

in your presence

It will not fall to silt

and cease to exist

unremembered

It will not succumb

to your neglect

It will not tremor

while subjected

to your stares

It will persevere

as other around it

wither and cave in

It will not falter

even as it implodes

even as it rots

from within