Chivalry is a gentlemen forgotten.
Left only in stories once told.
Faded by those who've become rotten.
By desires who rival the luster of gold.
Fare thee well o'code of morals.
Your simply too slow.
Fear not for it is us! Sitting at the controls.
No longer stunted we grow.
We are free from bondage at last!
They sang & praised.
While the zealots prayed and fast.
Not for understanding, but for society razed.
Zealots kept the chains too tight.
Repulsing their young.
Pure at first, soon debauchery became their right.
Both are guilty yet repantance is an unheard song .
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