The day the Gods remembered

We stood
In line
For years
Patiently
More often
Than not
Cussed
Cursed
Sometimes
Stomped
Our feet
Demanded
Sweets
Toys
Attention
To end
The dullness
The emptiness
Hid in dark corners
Face to the wall
Dodged
Abused
Blocked our
Helpless ears
Against acid words
That burned
Our soul
Closed our eyes
Against
Obvious betrayal
In an
Invisible world
We resigned
Ourselves
To dreams of
Possible
Fulfilment
Vague
Completion
Or sometimes
Wet dreams
That left us
Sticky
Empty and
Alone
But never
Budged
Or left
Our place
In the grey mass of
The waiting
The hoping
The players
The cheaters
The romantics
And the whores
We used
Words
A witch circle
To protect us
From
Fire and brimstone
Dragons
Black witches
And bad spells
A charm
Around our
Frail necks
Warded of
The evil eye
For years
We looked
for the
Other half
Of that
Exotic amulet
Which marked
Us off as
Different
When finally
The sparkle
Of it hit
My eyes
I saw it’s
Perfect fit
Knew that
My patience
Had been
Sufficiently tested
And that the Gods
Had finally
Remembered.