The Altar of the Gun God - by Danielle P Smith

The Altar of the Gun God by Danielle P Smith 

March 23, 2021

After yet another mass shooting

And so more bodies are laid at the altar for the God of Guns, Weapons, & Warfare, the true idol of this country. This God hides behind a document created by long deceased men who couldn't conceive of what their primitive man-made god of wood and metal would become. 

This "right" to own weapons of death is more precious than the lives on its bloody altar. They will sacrifice their own, as many as it takes, if it means they can still worship at the altar of their perceived protector. 

What fools be these mortals who willingly protect their killers, thinking themselves free. Their God whispers, spitting blood in their ears, "If they take me away, you will die. No compromise. No middle ground." The blood seeps into their brain, covers their eyes and they see red, everyone an enemy, forever at war. 

We shall not have Peace while War prances upon the graves laid out before it as sacrifice. Too arrogant to change, we shall bring about our own demise and there will be no one left to mourn. 

The body count is ticked out on the wall, a wall covered in red since time began. We don't see the writing on the wall. We just continue to add to it, as if we are powerless to stop it. Another. Another. Another. How it has always been. How it will always be. 

The God demands sacrifice eternal, but it's long past time to kill the God. The God that controls us, warps us, needs us, makes us kill ourselves. If we lay down weapons, the God cannot survive. This God is dangerous to worship but powerless without us, if only we tried.