Already Pure, Dear

The lies you told me
Cannot begin to cover
the truths I have uncovered.

She reminded me that we
were clothed in white
the purest thing to exist
because we believed.

She's old, but she's always there,
her eyes bright,
her head bowed
in reverence.

"Why are you doing this?"
she asked. "It's already pure.
All the dust wiped away.
You're not doing anything, dear."

Oh.

Oh. I understand. But I do it
because some people don't
feel safe. And I want them
to come back.

He can make it all pure again
but some people need to come
to see
and they won't come unless
it's clean.