As the sky thundered rainstorm onto the dirt,

I stood with anger at its audacity to look down upon me,

For I was a titan, who conquered nations,

Who had won everything in sight with utmost patience,

For I who is the perfect being to walk upon this earth,

Made this place better for more than its worth,

They called me madman, they called me names,

They used my abilities and now throw me blames,

Yes, I might have done many things unimaginable,

Isn’t imagination is what these puppets were lacking,

The thoughts to push our progress infinitely forward,

The footmarks which lead us to the future,

What good does reminiscing do,

When the gods always look down upon you,

For they fear the human who is ready to deal with the devil,

To get a taste of how it is to beat the odds set up by the gods.