Sonnet #201

Know our false gods by false sacrifices made

Where we hold our guns against statistical safety

And drive long distances against future dead

And sacrifice money to dress new, live greatly

And sacrifice children on the alter of place

Where some get good, clean cities to thrive

And others are told to keep a submissive face

They’ll need to work hard with a smile to survive

Where butterflies die because they’re inconvenient

Where trees are chopped down for delicate grasses

And neither deaths mattered, all some achievement

Of white or brown balls, men walking, throwing passes

To sacrifice coral, to sacrifice glaciers, to sacrifice

And for what? We will all die, still, in a devouring life.

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