Chivalry is Dead.

 

They say chivalry is dead

I found that hard to believe

There must be a few proper gentlemen

Scattered sparse across this wide world

Yes, this is what I thought-

Until the day of the Kroger parking lot

Where I became a believer

A believer of the sad cold fact

That in this cold and crazy world we call our own

All the real gentlemen must be gone!

Some poems read like stories

And some stories read like poems

Which pray tell is this?

You decide.

When keys are locked inside the car

Not once

Not twice

But thrice

And tears fall upon unforgiving asphalt

When numerous number of pedestrian and sweet old men

Walk by without a care in their head

That’s how you know for sure-

Chivalry is dead!

Its dead

Its buried

Its spirit has moved own

And no one mourned but merely scoffed that so foolish an idea had been known-

And shame on you good sir!

You know who you are-

I hope and pray you find yourself locked out of your car!!!!!