The Lonesome Gods

Do the lonesome gods up in the sky, Ever question or wonder why; Their faithful up and left them bare, Alone and afraid without a prayer; No homage is now paid to the gods, No tribute left to the beings once awed; Do they ever ponder where their followers went, Or do they still wait for gifts to be sent; Has it left them weak, barely hanging on, Since their worshipers have all gone; Or are they there, just biding time, Watching the fallen committing their crimes; Hoping someone will remember their grace, The ones that ruled with hammer and mace; Did they vanish from their temples of stone, Are they terrified now, at being alone; I think of them often, wondering if they are there, And I hope that it helps them, knowing I care.