Treasure Island

Abdulrasheed Dawodu

The Spirit They Worship

O spirit
Scepter, subjects stumble for
The immortal who dies
God knows when
O spirit
Lord of your own servants
They serve you well

Pool of blood
Pound of flesh
Elements of your sacrifice
No shrine nor place of worship
Hither, thither
Obey they must, your call

Lord of ranks and titles
Yen, Naira, Pounds
Creation of it's servants
Your love is loved
Like manna-from-heaven you arrive
Departs leaving agonies behind
O spirit
Why do men disinherit their souls
To be your associate?

Many lives, ruined
Many plans, scattered
Many futures, shattered
Many dreams, battered
Many happiness, destroyed
O spirit
Old and young worship

Submitted: Friday, January 18, 2013
Edited: Saturday, January 19, 2013

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