Through an egoman's view
Saul mauled the maker
Though his words rang true
Saul deemed he a faker
The throne in the kingdom was ravished with smite
The maker made use of his power and might
He banished his attacker, yet to his dread
The maker as witness, Saul's air had spread
With his cherished creation, immersed in sin
The maker bolts the gate. No more welcome in.