Hemlocked Heart

A temple raised of regret
A sacred place for timely fools
Who seek to know answers
To questions never once told

A temple sacrificed to regret
Stained with blood and bile
Some may say they’re bold
Others fight to be controlled

A temple ruined by regret
Of what might have been
Or may be brought forth
Into cracked ruins in dismay

A temple hidden in regret
There they lived in hoax peace
Wrapped themselves in pride,
Wrath while wagering the kind

A temple forgotten for regret
To house the lonesome lost
Who seek wiser knowledge
Than their kin calculating costs