Sacrifice

Jungle overwhelms
the sacrificial tower,
smothering a history
of carnage.

Now fire ants, termite hills
honour a sun god
who has fallen into dereliction.

Yet I can imagine the victims
splashed in blue paint
ascending the stairwell
to offer their souls

to a wrathful deity.
See the high priests’
scornful, chiselled faces

zealots who will surgically
hew into flesh, slice out
the pulsing hearts.

Author: Robert James Berry

Poet & Novelist