Knight No More

It used to be

that when you drove down the road

You never really felt

truly alone

Across the dark black tar

through rain or shine

or night or day

or through the

blank canvas zipping by

You always had a knight

just over the horizon

around the bend

within a shout

there to watch over you

It used to be

that if you got a flat or

Ran out of gas or

broke your chariot in any way

Anywhere '''' any time --

on the highway

or the byway

or the back road

or the dirt road

or near home

There was always a Knight

who stood guard

though not his job

just because

he was needed

But now 'used to be'

is no more

Now you are alone

even in a sea of humanity

That zips along

to work

to home

to grandma's

to no place in particular

Now the Knight is no more

not over the horizon

nor around the bend

not within a shout

no one left watching over you

Used to be is past

and the world speeds by

Run out of gas

run out of luck

Break down or a flat

do it yourself

call a tow truck

on a highway or byway

on back road or dirt

fend for yourself

Now the Knight is replaced

by a worker drone

bound by rules

bound by law

on a tight schedule to survive

Now it is the Knight who is no more

Now it is night not Knight

Now

it

is

night

on the open road

And -- with a sadder sound --

we are alone -- once more