SCI-FI/FANTASY Poem: The Modern Priest’s Prayer, by Alan D. Abbey

As I stand before the video altar
With millions watching me
And the animals waiting in line
To be sacrificed to You, Lord,
I utter these words of prayer
Beware therefore that you imitate not the doings of those
Whose tongues are polished by craftsmen
And themselves laid over with gold and silver.
The priests secretly convey away gold and silver
And bestow it on themselves.
Their faces are black with the smoke that is made in the house.
The things that are sacrificed to them
The priests sell and abuse
In like manner their wives also take part
But they give nothing to the sick or to the poor.

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