This Honorable Name

I've been reduced to the lowest humbleness by making a smart choice, never lauding myself for my achievements more than twice, it's foolhardy that they didn't fit into my perception, but others praised me with deep admiration; I have put aside all pride and vanity for humility, allowing myself one joy and not be pinched by thorns... hoping not to bleed profusely in incipient pity when confronted by an unforeseen demise! This honorable name, the pride of knights, never been garnished by a stain, its wholiness remains intact: the hands of this warrior are the walls of his impregnable fortress never being taken, and the sword, so shining and dangerously sharp, frightens many, but I won't let them play their harp! The strongest are tested by their endurance, by the strenght of their will not to succumb to weakness when confronted by impossibility, and the challege to overcome all obstacles rests in the will to behold life, not the tomb! This honorable name fought in the Crusades to defend Christ and to revenge the marthyrs who were slaughtered and now lay in tombs... awaiting the resurrection of their lifeless souls with a new vibrant heartbeat and steady breath; ah, direful death, fear looms if there isn't enough faith to continue the jeourney and encounter hope, but in desperation another life is taken by the rope! Written on 7/31/2017