Epic indifference

I have lived in important places, times
When great events were decided : who owned
That prize, of clan importance, a no-man's land
Surrounded by our wordy claims.
I heard Powdersnow shouting "Damn your souls"
And old Sipwell stripped to the waist, seen
Treading the line, defying cold-cast low-blows -
"Here are the words of the stony truth."

That was the year of the Surreal bother. Was it
At all important? I inclined
To lose my faith in Surreal and Marx Brothers
Till Dagriggstar’s ghost came whispering to my mind.
He said : I made BDKAS from such
A local row. Clans make their own importance.