The beefy armoured
love from the infantry,
took on the sharp edged
mystery from a Samurai’s soul.
They all won, but chivalry died,
cursing with his last breath:
Let there be light,
mushrooms, and cancer.
Now we mortgage life,
for our lust,
for mobility,
for insecurity;
and try to burn away
the corrupt genes,
a war we all lose.
Where the hell is chivalry?
