The Sweet One

One would have liked to have known,
Even if the knowing was
Boredom and disappointment.
What was the actual source
Of this magic concoction
That led to men proclaiming
Hymns to immortality

And endless success in war?
With the bow let us conquer
All the corners of the world.
I suspect, inside the robes
Of each lordly Brahmin priest
And each chariot king hung
A soggy pocket of doubts.