There is only one god
In this random universe
The god of flipped coins
And rolling dice
The only god to pray to
Dispenses his gifts
As randomly as salt
From a shaker
A god who cannot be
Summoned or beseeched
Cajoled like some genie
In a lamp
You can do nothing
Perform any sacrifice
No savior to crucify
There is nothing to be saved from
As death comes randomly
There is no heavenly reward
No eternal damnation
Only the constant random
Actions of this universe
Of luck that runs out
As the cosmos exhales
Until the next breath