This was written for those who still seek to ‘protect the princess’. With gratitude.

Born in the wrong century, he says.
No, I don’t think so.
The days of dragons and their taste for damsels may be gone,
But the world still needs the knight.
Instead of castles, you’re given dorms, apartment buildings.
Instead of horses, compact sedans.
Instead of a sword, you have a pen,
Or maybe an umbrella.
Times do not change, an old man said,
Only the details do.
Someone always needs to hear, “You’re beautiful.”
Someone will always be there to say, “Thank you.”
Chivalry is measured in the strength of your heart,
Not the size of your arm.
Sure, some will laugh and not understand.
But, for each of them, there’s one who will be swept away
And restored by a kindly act, a genuine word.
Epics are lived every day, the hearts of damsels saved every moment.
No, you were born in exactly the right century
With the perfect frame of mind.
Just a damsel’s word, take it for what it’s worth.

MGS 11/2004