Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

Where Are the Gallant Knights

Whither the true gentleman who holds the door open for a lady
  Whither the noble scout, escorting an elderly matron 'cross the street

Whither the friendly officer who greets me as I pass him on his beat
  Whither the shopkeeper who knows my name, who seeks my welfare
     
Whither chivalry?  Where has it fled?
  Where are the gallant knights in shining armor today?

The gentleman? --passed on, bidding farewell to a world where he has no place
  The noble scout? --become timid and weak, emasculated by equality's
    relentless drumbeat

The friendly officer? --grown mean and wary, cowed by violent lawlessness
  The shopkeeper? --relic of an age that is no more, replaced by a faceless
    superstore 

Chivalry? --buried in the annals of history
  beside gallant knights in shining armor
    languishing in cobweb-covered attics
      rusted helmets shuttered forever

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Tom Cunningham August 6, 2018 at 1:29 PM Times have certainly changed Gershon and not for the better. Tom Gershon Wolf August 6, 2018 at 1:31 PM You are certainly right, my friend. Thanks for weighing in on this one. ~ Gershon