When I think that there is naught good left in this world, <br />I remind myself of him, <br />Those of whose deeds are pure as gold, <br />As is the heart within. <br /> If he lived in the time when tales were spun, <br />And knights still roamed the land, <br />He would have been the hero they sang about, <br />That none had even a hope to withstand. <br /> The evil villains would run in fear, <br />Because they knew he’d stop at nothing, <br />To rid the world of all its wrongs, <br />And end the mindless suffering. <br />People of all ages, of every race, and of each faith, <br />Would come to him with their problems, <br />Where he would lend a listening ear, <br />Or a shoulder that they needed to cry on. <br />But, alas, he was chosen for our time, <br />And now his deeds go unnoticed, <br />But that doesn’t make him any less of a hero, <br />Just more so because he doesn’t mind being unrewarded.<br /><br />angel lockheart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/knight-in-the-21st-century/
