Not a poem, but a song. If you know the tune, sing along.
(OOC: Shamelessly adapted, from an adaptation of: Men of Harlech)

All of Sapience
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All of Sapience, stand ye steady
It cannot be ever said ye
For the battle were not ready
We will never yield

From the hills rebounding
Let this war cry sounding
Summon all at Parni's call
The mighty force surrounding

All of Sapience, on to glory
This will ever be your story
Keep these fighting words before ye
We will never yield

All of Sapience, stop your dreaming
Can't you see their sharp claws gleaming
See their hatted shadows streaming
To this battle field.

All of Sapience, stand ye steady
It cannot be ever said ye
For the battle were not ready
We will never yield

From the hills rebounding
Let this war cry sounding
Summon all at Parni's call
The mighty force surrounding

All of Sapience, on to glory
This will ever be your story
Keep these fighting words before ye
We will never yield


Penned by my hand on the 14th of Glacian, in the year 728 AF.