Monotheism
The Last Lunacy?
The Last Lunacy?
Who tends
the graves of vanquished gods,
Or fears their ancient powers?
Who carves the dates of their defeat,
Or wreaths their tombs with flowers?
So many deities are dead.
Or fears their ancient powers?
Who carves the dates of their defeat,
Or wreaths their tombs with flowers?
So many deities are dead.
Destroyed by
our ungrateful hands
Their proud, yet graven images
Decaying in harsh desert lands.
Their proud, yet graven images
Decaying in harsh desert lands.
Each mythic
deity displaced,
Once had
legions bend the knee
And Vikings prayed that gods would bless
Their raids across a troubled sea.
And Vikings prayed that gods would bless
Their raids across a troubled sea.
As
one-by-one each god was slain
By converts
to the books of death
We lost the
chance to grow and bloom
Untroubled
by the Devil’s breath.
Still three remain,
the worst of all,
Their cruel
demands so widely taught,
Promising eternal fire
For the sin of reasoned thought.
Promising eternal fire
For the sin of reasoned thought.
What monster
must we now create
To slay
these gods of tyranny
Allowing us to dwell in peace
Free from their fearful trinity?
Allowing us to dwell in peace
Free from their fearful trinity?
© James Rainsford
2012
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