The Will of Gawd
by flammeusgladius
The Will of Gawd
He made his living as a fraud.
Fooling himself, he ceased to know
He only did the will of Gawd.
In him, no stubborn conscience gnawed.
He freed himself from truth – and so
He made his living as a fraud.
He heard his followers applaud.
Why let his critics get him low?
He only did the will of Gawd.
He mouthed dead sermons, heavy-jawed.
The servile found it quite a show.
He made his living as a fraud—
And never dreamt his plan was flawed.
His wits rejoiced to move so slow.
He only did the will of Gawd.
And when the harpies, iron-clawed,
Descended, he let no tears flow.
He made his living as a fraud.
He only did the will of Gawd.
–Tom Riley
Flammeus Gladius 
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