Have I broken the smaller tabernacles, O Lord? <br />And in the destruction of these set up the greater and massive, the everlasting tabernacles? <br />I know nothing today, what I have done and why, O Lord, only I have broken and broken tabernacles. <br />They were beautiful in a way, these tabernacles torn down by strong hands swearing— <br />They were beautiful—why did the hypocrites carve their own names on the corner-stones? why did the hypocrites keep on singing their own names in their long noses every Sunday in these tabernacles? <br />Who lays any blame here among the split cornerstones?<br /><br />Carl Sandburg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-tabernacles/
