The Christian God likes lamb,
of halal death Allah’s a fan
blood for bloody gods of the sand
legends born in a  desert land.

Dedicate devote yourself, serve thine master
adhere to ancient tales, each with their own disaster
People, read on, wake up, look up soon
be alerted you who speak of Thor, or dance beneath the moon.

Earth’s boons are bountiful, beautiful and rich
beware benignly reverent ritual, ’twill develop a glitch
as from faith unto blind religion one’s practices will switch
then pitch,
all belief
all purified intent
off the cliffs of carelessness,
when the moment’s power is spent.


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