My temple is where there is no inequality
Everyone chants together in a choir like melody, reciting our prayers
Wishing our lord hears it all
What bugs me is not the loud recitals,
As we each wait for our turns in lines
It's the inequality and racism right after we step outside
My temple united everyone
But the steps to it are filled with dread
Each here present is full of life and spiritually happy-for a moment
All worries and lies-disappearing
But everyone here is either a
Selfish soul or a lying cheater
I think they like it, to pretend to be nice, donating to people in need
And then stepping on them when they need to climb their ladders
They respect beliefs but they disrespect them because they're not from the same religion
They idealise equality and respect until the ideal will need their help to become a reality
We're all people of the god
Yet we've failed to unite as one