The End Of The Gentleman

The End Of The Gentleman
By Robert T. Davenport

Gone are the days of the gentleman's reign,
Where honor and chivalry were not in vain.
A bygone era, now fading from sight,
Leaving behind remnants of a noble fight.

No longer do we witness the polished grace,
Of men who adorned a refined embrace.
Their suits and ties, a symbol of respect,
Now replaced by casualness, I suspect.

Where have they gone, those men of old,
Whose words were silver, whose hearts were gold?
Their gentle manners, a soothing balm,
Now drowned in a sea of indifference and qualm.

Once, they held doors and pulled out chairs,
Now, such gestures are met with vacant stares.
Their courteous nods and polite discourse,
Lost in a world that's grown coarse.

The gentleman era, a time of esteem,
Where kindness and empathy were the theme.
A code of conduct, a moral compass,
Now buried beneath a culture so callous.

But let us not mourn, nor dwell in despair,
For the spirit of the gentleman is still there.
In the hearts of those who strive to be,
A beacon of light in a world that's not free.

Let us rise above, and reclaim the throne,
Of honor, respect, and virtues unknown.
For the gentleman's era may have reached its end,
But its legacy lives on, my dear friend.

So let us be the change, let us be the voice,
That revives the spirit, that makes the choice.
To bring back the grace, the dignity, the class,
And restore the gentleman, as time will pass.

For in this world, where chaos may prevail,
A gentleman's presence shall never fail.
So let us unite, and together we'll mend,
The end of the gentleman era, we shall transcend.