Color (Cullen)/Gods

by Countee Cullen

Gods

I FAST and pray and go to church,
 And put my penny in,
But God's not fooled by such slight tricks,
 And I'm not saved from sin.

I cannot hide from Him the gods
 That revel in my heart,
Nor can I find an easy word
 To tell them to depart:

God's alabaster turrets gleam
 Too high for me to win,
Unless He turns His face and lets
 Me bring my own gods in.