Recent Appearances of the Middle Ages  

Purer yet than were the roses 
That were brought to the Paladins 
Servants of which no one disposes 
Preparing banquets, amazing 
To Kings and Queens and to Courtiers 
Fifty-two slaves of destiny 

Fire of the sun which is revealed 
By the coldness of its sparking
These blades of gold and silver gilded 
Weaves of metal and of wool 
A waving banner which has morphed 
Into a kitchen rag of hatred full

The deserted streets complete it
The pathways' reality 
The skies blaze for that blush a bit 
Countenances without destiny 
Waiting for approaching time 
Of the shade which casts its hand