The Becoming of Knight

Long time ago,
They shed blood
For religion and for glory
Of this empire
Through mist and heat
For loyalty, the reward
For indifference, the glory
The dominion controlled
The hearts and souls
Of transputed humans

Now with all gone
They lean forward,
Bow down
Let me bestow upon you
The honours
The falsified hopes
In presence, in view
The artificial titles
By aristocracy
The tremor in hands
The heavy burden
With hollow sword!