Death To...

Digital painting by Falk

Is this a common courtesy,

Alive in only me? 

Where once it was that thriving pulse in every vain, 

A common place, 

But with a societal pace, 

So easily did die away? 

Red, 

And rose, 

And chose- 

To leave a door unopened, 

A chair pulled in, 

A glass of wine replaced with rum, 

And beer, 

And sunsets of a fruity tinge? 

Or so did we whisk away- 

With a rude, 

Crude, 

Brute replace- 

Chivalry.

But try it for a taste, 

Give it your hand, 

For a kiss to place. 

You’ll find no kinder smile, 

Nor gentler pace. 

A suit, 

A tie, 

A poem- 

Confession? 

A lie… 

Oh but isn’t that the trouble, 

Let Chivalry that died rest,

It did so because- 

And this one must detest so- 

A fib, 

A phrase, 

A passing phase- 

I grieve, 

I weep, 

Because Chivalry did so, 

For Chivalry’s sake.

-Maurina Robinson

An aspiring Lead Game Designer, who captures dreams in writing as inspiration for that truly iconic, "terrifying" and artistic game that many will hopefully enjoy.

Read Maurina's "Butcher" in Issue 04 here.

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