Chivalry

There's a pretender vying for the throne:

He's raised the drawbridge from self to sanity,

And schadenfreude will stain his lips 

As you struggle in the moat;

 

But perhaps there's fortitude enough

In a herald of arms who's learned

That bells shall sooner ring in plangency

For one who chooses virtue over pageantry...

◄ Time to dust off the 'Areopagitica'?

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