Bryce 7 pro:
The villagers climb the point to pray,
'n' then they throw their lives away,
leaping down to the rocks below,
their fluids join the ebb and flow.
Their God is not a watchful one,
creation finished, his job was done,
but they still go and pray and die,
hoping it will catch his eye.
That he'll return and say, "Enough!,
you've proven your love and all that stuff!"
But it has been ten thousand years,
a million lives, a billion tears.
Perhaps as Gods are so prone to do,
he's forgotten them as time's sands blew,
but they'll keep jumping to their death,
until there's no believers left.
And then, stripped of their love and pain,
their God will realize in vain,
that they were what gave him Godhood
and this time gone - he's gone for good.
If you're looking for a moral here,
it's that if your God demands a tear,
or that you spend your life in fear,
perhaps you need one that just likes beer!
Credit: The background villages are a Herminio Nieves freebie, the schooner is Jed Swindell's excellent work and the docks and boat are by my bud Rayvn available @ Content Paradise.