I stepped in a field of Gods
Rows and rows of wondrous Gods
Seated and standing in mass array
Supreme directors of earth’s affairs
Representatives of all glory
Entouraged in moonlight glow
Issuing commands to men below

They reigned extant in discordant harmony
Some silent and weak, others dying
And still more preserved in majesty
Thousands of Gods from all people
Thousands of Gods in diverse battles
Wounded by the death of worshippers
Sacrificed on the altars of holy wars

Apis Banebdjedet and Ba-Pef
Geb , Hemen Horus, Hu
Thoth , Weneg , Wepwawe, Wosret
Ishtar, Marduk, Nabu , Nanshe
Matronae, Modron, Morrígan, Set
Sango, Oya, Ogun, Yemoja
Zeus, Apollo, Hermes, Aphrodite
Nodens, Nudd, Nuada, Rosmerta
Aken, Ankt, Apophis, Amun
Yuanshi, Lingbao, Daode Tianzun

Gods of space and Gods of time
Of harvest, planting, plenty and famine
Of bronze and copper, gold and stone
There were One Gods and Trinities
Gods lonely and God families
Gods with strange exotic rituals
Gods male, female and impossibly more
Benevolent, jealous, despotic—all of man’s nature

I shivered and wondered
Sought understanding of the dread vision
So many Gods seeking belief
So many Gods in need of worship
Then a wise old God came to me
Winked with a smile and whispered this:
“Doubt we all if thou must do
But always still, believe in you.”