Let Sleeping Gods Lie Poem by Eric Paeplow

Once praised, then scorned, once worshiped, now forlorn
The Gods of the earth lay dormant, waiting to be reborn
Feared, praised, all powerful, then all at once, cast aside
Resting through the ages, forgotten, erased from our minds.

Abandoned, cast asunder to the ashes of history, by mankind
As science grew, our quest, our very future, ascertained
No longer Gods of the earth, but now Gods of the sky
We now look to the heavens, in our search for how and why.

Simple things, like rain and sun, seasons and harvest moon
It's now no longer a mystery, when seeds should be sewn
Seasons of whither, seasons of plenty, from one to the next
Without so much as a nod to the Gods, without any respect.

We strut and stride, over the pastures and plains
We cross rivers and streams and over seas of grain
And now look down upon the earth from the sky
Going our own way and letting sleeping Gods Lie...