Foundation

The stone of which the builder refused has become the cornerstone.
The morals and values I had once had,

those instilled within the confines of my mind,
were most definitely not my own.

those crusaders who tempted me with tales of a holy land, at the cost of my free will,
are all but memories, left behind in these sands I now trek.

Though the sands may burn, it is better to continue to march with the hope that I will find water,
than to stand and blister away.

I will find this land, conquer it, and make it my own.
I will take this stone,

seldom thought of, set aside,
and build the most magnificent of temples of it as my foundation.