From Peasant To God Poem by Daegonius Bonapartea

they say he had lost his skill, to instill the power of the will.
but what of his shield, and the sword that he did wield in his hands that made them all fall to their knees and yield? he had never kilt a man in his life, no doubt he sure had filled his enemies with guilt, his wisdom was manifestly paramount. the people in fear acclaimed'what is that sound' they looked and as they watched they saw a cloud of dust enshroud'ed on a mount; it twas the the eloquence of the man they never found, with his shield, his sword and the heart of a god pounding and surely it was bound.