No God is He
(a found poem)
by Shelly Couvrette
December 28, 2007

In his soul he found best counsel,
to contrive some right device
for the warding off of evil.

Then, over wide waters come,
and raised his strong hand
and as a god was honored
and glad the loud war-cry.

Good counsel help and save.

But none should undertake this deed
The ships have turned
and turned again
The sacrifices set
in his heart,
not in ours.

One man devised terrible deeds
Wrought on sons and daughters
No god is he.

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Copyright 2007 Shelly Couvrette