Karsten's Embarassing Poem

(This is written in English, his penmanship far better than his accented speech. He's tucked it away deep into his pack out of embarassment)

Bound in invisible chains is she
Tradition a lock, and society a key
The people they whisper and gossip and chide
About the unladylike one and her measure of pride

Does majority rule make might equal right?
I've not given it thought until this came to light
But is a person not entitled to what they deserve?
To what end do old practices we hold and reserve?

Boldly these chains she casts off
Ignoring and scorning the ones that would scoff
With her own hands will she pave her own road
Her posture quite proud, defiant, unbowed

Spurning coddled treatment, and every one fawner
Call her not lady, for she bears honor
better than three score and five men
And a measure of bravery over I, Karsten

Why have I not considered this struggle before
The plight of a woman who wants to see war
She's made her presence known, like splitting thunder
...I think I may be taken with her, Cait, this American wonder.