Mortal Mistakes
I know the God’s of mortal men
Are there for us to worship
So I do not find, within my mind
A place for silent warships.
A place where mortal men may hide
To bring all-mighties down.
To trick them into eating flesh
That was nourished on Earth’s ground.
It seems the only way to get
A God to do your bidding
But cannibalism, if you ask me,
Has always been forbidden.
So why even try to grab a God
To have Him do a wrong?
Why not just praise the job he’s done
With bread, and wine, and song?
Written 1983 for Mythology class
in ancient Mythology we were
taught that the only way to
Kill a God was to have him
Eat human flesh.
Copyright © Juli Freda | Year Posted 2020
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