There were parents
Who offered their children to the Gods
Sacrificing their genetic future
Cleansing with offspring blood
The assumed sins of the community.
And there were Kings of old
Confirming their right to heaven
Sacrificing their earthly wealth for money and psalms
Forever glowing candles to be lit
To the glory of newer Gods.
We thought them simple
We thought them delusional
Despite all the noble intent
And yet still we cannot resist
The immortality bestowed
Sacrificing our human credibility
By the funding of
A $40,000 potato salad.
© James Bessant 2014