Thursday Thoughts: The Forgotten Gods
| 08.18.24 | Niagara Falls, Ontario | Precious metals strewn in the water on the temple floor offerings to the forgotten gods enshrined, alone, faded from humanity ‘til the distant descendants of their followers come at last seeking You can count their pleas where they’ve fallen and from the sheer quantity assume been left ungranted for surely repeat supplication has been rendered. The gods do not forget how easily they’ve been forgotten Yet surely the burden of memory falls to them- they the immortal, perfect, all encompassing beings and we the ones held in the blink of the universe surely we cannot be made to answer for crimes of finiteness The gods know their due and will exact it, human suffering a small price to pay for their glory. So day after day, year after year the sojourners return, desperate offerings left, forgotten long after their deaths