There are
our ‘gods’ naked, sitting/standing in filth. That is how we worship our ‘gods’.
We upholster their names on crossroads making seemingly unnoticed roads have
over the top names that no one uses. This is how we insult our ‘gods’. We worship
our ‘gods’. We fight over our right to call them our own, we own our ‘gods’. Rising
up at the smallest opportunity to accredit something smaller to our ‘gods’,
this is how we remember our ‘gods’. Ill insult your ‘god’ to make my ‘god’ look
mighty. This is how we abuse our ‘gods’.
I have
given up on your ‘gods’ and to keep him safe, I have given up on my God.
