Foundation Stone*

Would to be a foundation stone. In soon to be to be erected coming temple of man. Rare are sculptured stones wide be selected scattered which may be laid be laid to build what must be eventually. Across lonely empty land can a man rise can he grow above deceit deceptive human insight? Would that I could withstand remain in cleansing desert for too numerous are snares. Set in devious parts of city lurking in blind alleyway. How few have strength will or reactions to avoid. Life is hard and chokes the feeble the weak the poor. But desert sands have a mighty hunger which would feast on flayed flesh while its thirst is awesome would drink very breath of being. Could suck a succulent soul to mere dry brittle bones fit to be gnawed devoured only by scavenging rats vermin. In despoiled desert is not shame burned by scourging sun which flays fevered flesh till it be black and lifeless?