A letter to the gods

I heard afore time,
that they be wise.
In no manner,silver or time to be precise,
could stand in measure of their lot,likewise.
They wear the aparrels of immortality,
transcends time and the errs of humanity.
Peace i bring thee in this broken piece,
a letter to those, who dines in the golden realms.
Why 've thou, made us dust?
To fade away with the rhythms of time,
thus 've thou taken pleasure in our blood,
drunk out our errs, as likeable as sweet wine.
I pray the, to spare us the remains of mortality,
so to dine on the tables of gods,
thus make merry through the stretch of time,
i pray, that thou spare us mercy upon our thirst,
for eternity we seek,for immortality shall we be cursed......gospel