we took down the body of God,
and stripped the flesh
from the bones with razor sharp knives.
out of this flesh we made hunger.
we carefully cut the heart out,
and out of this heart we made weapons.
we plucked out the eyeballs,
and out of them we made greed.
from the bones we built houses
in which no one could live.
we scattered the remains
over the sands... and from them
we made oil, the force that drives!
there was nothing left,
not even for the crows...
and they wonder why
the grave was empty!
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What the grave was empty? ? ? ? Oh it's vampire dracula thing hahahahaha joking Eric..dont be mad :) but for real comment i can say i like it much..So humanity and warning...materialistic world recycle all particles as long as we can reform it as a cash..Like my brother Dave always said With best wishes_Unwritten Soul