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Gods Used and Abused

Anyone can take your name and turn it into a shabby restaurant or even a cheap chunk of silver made in Taiwan Capitalism is the deity of these times but what is the price of a god? Do you remember when your name was placed sacred upon the lips of men? Once they brought wine and flowers and the sweet smell of sunshine into your shady grove evoking mystery and reverence of the divine Now they seek to own you in ragged pieces tearing flesh from your bones consuming you spirit and soul in one thick draught Maybe one day these new gods too will be made into novelties- jehova fish and chips or jesus drycleaning -these young, modern gods! But time is a straight shot arrow Nations live and die in one breath to you and the names of gods are carved deep, lasting far after the bones of men crumble to dust

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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