Heretic

I beckoned to the the constellations

and families of celestial gods.

“Confess my sins! My evils!”

was all they mentioned.

“Just utter to them,

I am a beast, therefore

I am wrong.”

Simple motions driven by eons

of hellish fevers and rotting limbs

losing grips onto the drying grasses.

Forsake me for all time!

But I deny our evolution!

The laws of nature demand that I do so!

Even smallest bacteria and algae realize

the proper star to worship.

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