Fall from Grace!

A thousand years old fortress
Took only a minute to desecrate
Its sacred walls breached not by enemies
But by those who gave it shape

Hundreds of dishevelled pillars
Each engraved with trust
Debris spread across miles
choking life with dust

The harder
the bloodstains are scrubbed
The more fervently
they refuse to budge

The grieving ruins
Cringe at sadistic memories
Seaming themselves
Permanently into history

Even if there was some way
To put back the pieces together
Without question, the gentlest breeze,
They wouldn't be able to weather

Even with the balm of forgiveness
The cracks couldn't be hidden
They'd continue gaping in disbelief
At violation of "the forbidden"

Even fate feels cheated
Of an invasion it could never anticipate
Oh what a grand treason!
what a mighty fall from grace!