the lamb is held by the head and feet
lashed together
the knife is held up to god
or the gods or to the rulers of
our destiny as we choose
to define them
or not but just take someone’s
word for it
and the knife appeases
the god of weather
of fortune of victory of salvation
of quarterly returns
again and again
with the flame and the smoke
and the prayers to the
angry gods, promising gods.
cut the skin off your dicks
for the gods who will give you milk
and honey, forever
and perpetuate your people
if you kill those who sin
against the gods
and knock down their
walls and destroy their DNA
sometimes the lamb is a dove
or a human in feathers
nailed to a cross
nailed by our sins we’re told
saving us from our sins known and unknown we’re told
no more sacrifice ever again
we’re told on
the altar of negotiation
with the forces that rule us
uncaring about their decisions to
starve or crush or enrich
some over others
the last sacrifice
again and again as thousands of
hearts are held pumping alive
in the air above the slaughter house
and the soldier’s blood sacrifice for
the gods of our nation’s fear
of becoming the sacrificial lamb
themselves
the sacrifice that needs to be made
no more we’re told
Pigs with fangs in suits
Rip into the soft underbelly
Of America
The blood running down their jowls
Onto the red stripes of the lapel pin
Two button tailored suits, hair spray pinky ring
Sausage stuffing wads of cash
Ripped from the soft underbelly
Of the life support victims
Limo lounging lust
Or maybe just lampreys
Sucking the truth from
The believers in the pews
In front of the TV bread and games
Gladiators vs. fear
Send us your poor tired huddled
Sons and daughters for the blood sacrifice
On the altar with Abramof and the goats’ slit necks
Feeding the pinstriped pigs fat
The victims kept alive, just alive
For their blood on the flag
On the ground, in the ice of the drinks
With the cigars wet from the lies
That sucked them dry
While swearing on bibles
Protecting the dream of
The soft underbelly
For continued plunder,
This great land of opportunity
Long may it wave home of the brave,
Saved by the Lord this day
send your money to god
and god will take notice
and end life on the planet
for you and your loved ones
gift wrapped for the holidays