20151121 (warnings)

What numbskull thought sacrificing

Anything was a good way to appease

Angry gods with lambs virgins bulls

Notice the guy who thought this up

Never offered to sacrifice himself

Cut out his own heart for the sake

Of his people’s crops no rather like

Those who cajole others to seek

Glory wear the explosive vest

You won’t feel a thing which is

Probably true the nervous system

Would be challenged to report 

Pain to a head severed from 

The body and flying over a 

Hundred miles an hour toward

A ceiling that might not be there

Anymore who knows if they 

Pay compensation to the family 

Of the sacrificed or perhaps buy 

Them off with a purple heart a 

Photo in the neighborhood paper

Or some such facile recognition

Of courage not their own certainly

How easy it must be to be courageous

With somebody else’s life like the

Kamikaze pilots whose last thoughts

Were probably we’re going to lose

This war why do I have to give up

My life for the emperor where’s

His plane right now is he diving

Into anti-aircraft fire with such

Nobility and bravery for the nation

Now there’s an example I could

Follow no he’s probably astride 

His damn horse decked with feathers

Gold leaf on his shoulders wondering

If they come where can I hide

Maybe they put something into 

The ceremonial sake to keep me

From seeing just how stupid this

All is where was the guy at the first

Sacrifice who could have said to 

Timmy the high priest now tell me 

Again you fucked up we fucked up

And now things will be better if

We slaughter this lamb virgin bull

Who had nothing to do with it

Tell me how some god is going

To be pleased after we’ve wasted

A lamb virgin bull if we’re

Praying for a better agricultural

Result how does burning the 

Best of our vegetables put us

Ahead if this god’s got anything

Like a brain he’ll see this and

Think I should give them more

Lambs virgins bulls quality

Vegetables to feed to the fire who

Eats ashes nowadays keep pulling

The wool virgins steaks over their

Eyes with this sacrifice crap you

Haven’t fooled me one bit all I

Ever wanted was your contrite

Heart and your love for your

Neighbor 

c. J.S.Manista, 2015