contemplativeThe Sacrifice
The sacrifice must be made
the blood spilled to mark the day
lest the gods both good and bad
feel unwanted by mere man
deities remain steadfast
when attention turns to them
by the edge of cutting knife
or the coin from the purse
a gentle shower is not enough
be it crimson or made of gold
when attentions must surely flow
stating purpose from the soul
lives laid down in consequence
by believers or the lost
the latter being enemies
now made worthy in their ends
all this done in name of greed
for squalid treasures near at hand
enough to fill a million chests
these are the boon of all transgress
so ask for blessings both low and high
knowing gods have their price
the sacrifice made today
will coat the hands of deity.
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