In ancient times the hungry gods, Imaged in wood or stone, Enjoyed a living sacrifice Of human flesh or bone. Today the gods, more subtle, lurk Where wheels and motors roar, Though still the living sacrifice Is offered as before. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE UNSUNG HEROES by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE COUNTY OF MAYO by THOMAS LAVELLE WITCH-WIFE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY |