Can you not see
How irrevocable
Beyond any repair
In your prescence
No less am I
But also no more
Chivalry is not dead
Noble through fault
If flaws do consist
Of any feelings
That which I claim
And most of these
Inside my heart
Can I not wonder
What causes no stir
Or holds any meaning
An entanglement
Of which its certain
Flailing does exist
Fighting against that
Which is claimed
To be queried
Otherwise no answer
Is needed, Nowhere
Do roads wander
When left unfed
