Worshipper

by Nicole M. - Gemini

Sitting on this golden throne
Cloked in this discretely soiled robe
Your half-asked worshipping begins.
Kneeling, chanting, praying
It starts all over again.
Perfumed and painted
I sit uneasy
As I watch you pray to me.
Flawlessly you worship me
The exact words
And offerings
That I have longed for
But I see into your heart
Through your eyes
And it's filled with despise
And deceit.
And through your heart
I look into your pocket
And see a golden cow figureine.

Birth sign: Gemini
Date created: 2001-02-28 13:22:57
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:41
Poem ID: 60641

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