The Knight


by Nancy Coffey

Oh valiant knight, lost in this time and place,
Gone are the days when chivalry prevailed.
Of honor there is not the smallest trace
Though in your eyes stands valor, yet unveiled
Oh lone crusader, out of step with time
What dream persuades you? And what vision quest?
What use to fight for truth, to stand for right
Inside a world where truth is meaningless?
O weary soldier, come in from the rain,
Your hope makes warm this cold and bitter night.
Your eyes reflect a world we might attain
The goodness of mankind inside their light.

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