Rycard's Den

For life and for courage,
I purge my soul of vanity.
No more will my blood
be a colour of affection.
Nor will my heart be something
to extend my ego.

My mind is made up,
my chivalry will remain true.
My honour is inside my bones.
My spirit is the colour of meadows.
I am pure, golden, free.
I follow no rules, suffer no orders.

I stretch the social order to its limit.
Lawless but law abiding.
Independant of government and dictators.
I love life and hate it.
It takes everything I have, but gives more.
I am lonely beyond saving.

I am sad but won't weep.
I enclose my heart in a wall of pain.
I trust not a lot of people.
I hide my mind from those who would take it.
I am normal, as I am a
member of the human race.