Christian Poetry: The gods are STARVING

An altar when time began,

man and woman, young and old, laid,

with razor of lust along their bare bodies.

As a stream of meal,

their blood rich in pleasure, paved a path to the unsatisfied gut of the gods,

padded its flesh with fat.

Reign of the righteous,

bare bodies as living sacrifices,

on the altar that is Love, 

which gifts love in exchange for lust.

Man and woman, 

young and old,

our bodies on that altar,

for His good, pleasing and perfect will.

ÌYÉTIDÉ