Chivalry
I want to tell of manly men
and speak of brave bold deeds,
when stout men battled clime and foe
while mounted on fine steeds,
fair maidens kept their home and hearth
when they set out to war,
to expand the boundaries of their realm
win booty and spoils galore,
with manners fine and panoplied
in their finest suits of arms,
their baggage trains by squires led,
lade with trophies jewels and charms,
the martial strains they underwent,
the things they had to bear,
acted on their noble souls
and brought them to despair,
as time progressed and men did too
the things that they esteemed,
had some how under gone a change
and weren't what they seemed,
that pain and death, brutality
could never be the measure,
of the greatness of that chivalry
that great men learned to treasure,
traditions have come down to us
once used to make men noble,
when practiced proud and faithfully
make chivalry's realm global,
those inclined to follow them
and emulate their ways
will find a way of living
the remainder of their days.
New York City
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