By offering fruit of labor without labor
He encourages hunger
By removing our hope
He encourages hate
He offers himself as a replacement savior
He offers wine to sate our thirst
Offers enough rope
To kill ourselves
He says harvest beyond the safe yield
Save nothing for the future
Yes Mammon is not our friend
We have polluted our world
As his sacrifice
Forgotten love replaced with lust
Watching as our society turns to dust
We pollute our lives as our tithe
Obediently we ignore the words
Spoken by prophets
For the future no longer beckons
Only decay
Seeds scattered to the wind
Instead of the field
Future generations will be aborted
Then it becomes castrated
For the land is worn
SO very little remains
Only our flesh
Our hunger
Our greed
And hate