Shrine of Greed

By Elyssa Mitts

I watched you worship your god

I listened to you chant your prayer

I smelled the blood that you offered

I tasted the flesh that you cut

I felt the love that you wanted

You are an intriguing one indeed

You wished for lovely things

Different from those who surround you

You understand what lays deep in your heart

Continue to crave for your wants

These people are tainted by society’s words

Asking for money or power or control

Offering up souls or bodies or favors

Yet the bodies of others and not themselves

They don’t truly understand greed

Sin creeps into even the brightest of places

But people assume it lurks only in shadows

So they ask the shadows to spread

Not knowing that sin is standing beside them

These people don’t get wishes coming true

You asked the sin standing right next to you

Yearning heartlessly for more lovely things

Because you believed sin to be your friend

You will be granted lovely things

Just as you have been granted before

Because you sacrificed your blood and flesh

But were careful to keep your soul and favors

You will get what you crave and desire

But you will come back once more

Because you only get little and never enough

You will continue to crave and desire

You will continue to want lovely things

You will continue to get lovely things

But you will never get a lovely life

Because you befriended sin

But I bid you to return

Your company is pleasant

Your blood and flesh are delicious

So visit me again dear human

At my shrine that revels in your greed

By Elyssa Mitts