no more

No more altars to soothe the gods
No more prayers to tip the odds
No more priests to stir the air
To summon HIM from over there
No more chosen tribe or clan
Cathedral, mosque, or holy land
No more fear of wrathful kings
Eternal fire for temporal things
No more sense of separation
No sacrificial reparation 
Though violence brings what hatred wrought
Love will mend what law could not

-rm

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