Don Quixote

Into the world he leapt
While others soundly slept
Boldly to the foe he went
With orders, heavenly sent.

And in blind pursuit did go
Crying loudly no, no ... no!
When called on to refrain
By the cowards with no shame. 

Unable to flee or turn back
Onwardly went without slack
Showing a brave face to all
Unaware what was to befall. 

A future; so insecure
Though eventful, to be sure
To the mirage forever drawn
With spirit severely worn.

With the passing of each day
To the elements did pray;
To be free from bondage born
While to truth and piety drawn.