[Lay your body as foundation]

Lay your body as foundation
and upon your chest we'll build a temple,
not with bricks and mortar
but with our flesh and bones.

We hope in you,
while the dust cracks our lips
hardening the mucus in our throats.

We hope in you,
like our brothers and sisters long past
waiting to be unearthed;

lifting up your broken body
as your mother once held
your little hands and wrinkled skin,
the suckling king anointed.