It's a Matter of Honor
Where are the days
Where a man's word was his honor
A reflection of his character...
Where are the days when
"You have my word for it" meant something?
Where are the days when promises were meant to be kept?
Where?
Where have those days gone?
"I never make a promise I can't keep!"
"I'm as good as my word"
Echoes of a forgotten time and place
Where chivalry was alive and well
and men dueled to save face
to save honor
where words
were a matter
of life
and
death
I weep...I weep
For a man's honor is dead
when a word said
is a word
not honored
Eileen
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014
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