eagleplumepoems
The codeof a Knight
Home
The Creators sight
Old Glory stands
Forever last
Never die
This helping hand
To dream the dream of dreams
Mohican tears
These wonderful ones
I go to stay
the journey continues
Let me speak
A world with out trees
A Warriors glory
All is well
Farewell
Storms have been weathered
The codeof a Knight
We hold dear America
You have won
To honor the Oneida Warrior
Until then
You have done well
Lost a good friend
Not to be sold poem
Deadacaded poem
To us did send
Go with God
Forgotten Warrior

Enter subhead content here

Enter content here

The code of a knight

 

The code of a noble knight.

Is in the valor of his every act.

To defend the weak is what he seeks.

To speak the truth, down to its roots.

And to give evil, the boot.

 

His word is his honor.

To protect the needy.

To bring justice throughout the land.

 

This was the code of the knights.

Of so long ago, a code that was so bold.

But is this code dead?

Are these words only to be read?

 

No my friend, though the knights of old.

Lay dormant and cold, their valor still holds.

In the knights anew, that stand so true.

 

For shivery still holds true.

In the Warriors of the new.

though their armor may have change.

 

 Their valor is the same.

To protect the weak.

To undo those who seek evil deeds.

 

Their shield is their bond.

And the code lives on.

For in todays wars.

Soldiers of valor can so be found.

 

For truth justice and liberty.

Must so! Live on.

 

Make no mistake.

For freedom is at stake.

Noble Warriors, noble knights.

Will give life, to protect liberties light.

That all be in.

 

Gods own sight

©                 10/22/02               Robert (Standing Eagle Plume) Jacobs 

Enter supporting content here