God in vision,
showed her true face
Nose-less,
deaf, mouth-less, eyes laced
Dollar bill
nailed to her forehead
Now god’s a
cyclops on a bill head
Reversing
divinities, bucks for godhead
Lost sheep worship
god as shepherd
Shepherd venerates
bucks instead
Who worships
who? It may be fairly said
People
worship god, god reveres green
Those
blessed with wealth ever near it’d seem
To the
almighty, her blank checks unseen
At last! God’s
tangible, countable and clean
Lest we
forget, cash’s essential
For needs to
channel, not dangle
Never to
worship
Nor for us
to addict
Losing all
meaning
Of life’s
true calling
Let all who
can, rake in wealth no matter how
Their sole
blessing for them to flaunt
Only the
blessed will stroke holy cow
And milk it
dry, then the poor to taunt
The rest
left for poverty to haunt
Sweat hard,
live hard, for bucks to hunt
To church,
to church, one day’s for church
Forget not
to hurl god in your purse
Without god,
worship is fruitless
How else could
the pastor bless
His flocks damn
high on his opium
And live
like some king at the podium?
©Alwi
Shatry, July 2, 2017
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