A thousand kings forget their word to serve the greater good,
A thousand kings betray their men to stand where none have stood.
A thousand dogs relinquished for promises and lies
What worth is there in all their blood if one true noble dies?
But few are they who fight with pride behind a king they trust,
A king who leads his men to glory or joins them in the dust.
Among a thousand there is one who makes a strong heart quiver
A strong voice tremble and a strong hand shiver.
A man who fought beside me like a brother
A friend to every friend, a son to every mother.
Among a thousand, I have served the one who never wanted to be served
And never valued noble blood, but made nobility deserved.
