Altars To the Gods

 

I once

saw an

altar built

to honor a

God. Which

God I do not know.

The day was overcast

and threatened rain. The

years and the elements had

wrecked havoc on this altar. A

mouse scurried across this crumbling

stone. A bird of prey swooped down and

carried away this small creature. A sacrifice

for a God? A couple of filthy haggard dogs came

around begging for a hand out. In years to come will

our altars to our Gods fare the same?

 

Shirley Smothers