Poem

I had to make

a god or two

for a little mercy

when i found

it was not enough

i decided

to make it three

before long

i was up to four

and still

i found no peace

i made a sixth

and then a seventh

and my suffering

increased

an eighth, a ninth

a tenth and yet

not a one would do

i set aside

the gods i made

and put my faith

in you.