Standing in an Ancient Temple

Oh if walls could talk...
If the stones would tremble
break free of their silence

to tell me their secrets

Oh to be a stone in the wall.
To have ancient ears.

Was this where they poured the oil
for Zeus, the king of the Gods?

Is this the step they used
to kneel and pray?

Was this spot where you could see
the tents of the Hebrews?

Did they worry when new Gods appeared
to bring a new truth?

Oh to be a stone in the wall.
To have ancient eyes.

Is this where they brought the Christians
to question and condemn?

Is this where the Hebrews cried
when they remembered their slavery?

Is this the way that the Muslims came
from lands far away?

How did their faces look when they
saw such a pagan place?

Oh to be a stone in the wall.
To have ancient mouths.

What were the songs of the children
singing to their Gods?

What were the ancient sounds of the Hebrew people
now lost in history?

Did the Christians pray the same prayers
we offer today?

How many times have your heard the beauty
of the Holy Quran?

Oh to be a stone in the wall.