Mere Mortals

We were just mere human mortals.
Though we found many portals.
We tried to appease the gods.
But all we had were divining rods.

We met in our sacred groves.
But they captured us in droves.
We were no challenge for their anger.
There was always a present danger.

We tried our best to resist.
But always they would persist.
We tried placating their rage.
We even offered homage.

So we left writings on walls.
Waited for darkness to fall.
We gave it our best shot.
Now our corpses just rot.

Bards, ovates, druids and droids.
Dealing with the righteous paranoid.
Justified by their religious decree.
We were rather just live free.