Idealism

They say, ladies be lenient

And lad be leaders.

Man be a mortal lion,

archenemy of disorder.

Worship your lords and faith,

To escort you prosperous fate.

Indeed a man of fortune,

Is worth a dig of gold.

Sincere are letters, not human,

And does a lion hunt prey himself?

Blind faith burned witches and vampire hunt,

And a woman of worth, is indeed exiled from auction.