Even the eve of medieval was war
blood clothed like sarwar
for the defense
of brotherhood.

There were knives for the naive
and night for the knights
cross was tattooed
on leaders skin.

pains trained
and channel to change,
challenge unmasked privileges
Even time was honest.

The earth was friendly
Rain played by the rule
the Sun was never hash
until craftiness and greed

began to build dynasty
and create road
for the devious trail
scheming and scamming.

Why asked were come the soot?
when honesty can only cook
with charcoal.