12gauge.com 2002

ODE TO THE GODS
Louis Faber

You, who have walked here
through the ages,
who have watched
a million suns swallowed
by untiring waves,
what is it you expect?
There is nothing here for you
the spirits of the old ones
have long since fled
our sharpened blades,
retreated with the stars
into the hills
that rise from forest.
The animals will come
to you no more
for we have served them up
as a sacrifice to our hunger.
Your gods are a paltry lot.
They fear our altars
which we have hewn
from your once holy shrines.
We have taken your names
you are no longer
and we drag our God
from within the mountain
to shine in the morning sun.

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