Gods

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Aug 28, 2024

Humanity’s
gods.
What
did
they do?
Do
before
mankind’s
arrival?
Where have
they been?
Creation,
billions
of years
in the
making.
Modern
man
one hundred
fifty thousand
years  in
existences.
For billions
of years
no mankind
for worshiping.
Gods in
ethereal
status.
Humanity
arrives
drawing them
out, up.
Over
time,
hundreds of
gods came
and went.
What
created man?
What
created
gods?
Humanity’s
gods
meeting
a need.
Explaining
the unexplainable.
Imagination
derived.
Soothing
the soul.
Easing
the way.
Infinity’s
enigma!
A way
to cope.

 

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