Bits and pieces of my imagination. Unfiltered and unbiased, life expressed as seen through my eyes.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
The Red Knight
Let me
Tell you all about
The RED knight....
Sir Mentor by name
He lived in a forest
Dark and dreary
There he rested
This knight of old
His people knew him simply
As Mentor
But the world called him
The Red Knight
He came back to rest
Did not think he was needed
He put his armor away
All set to spend his last days
Being a farmer in the Avy Nation
Little did he know
He would be called again
To defend the weak
The poor and the innocent
This knight braved
Many a war
The Pinch-Poke War
Was the last one known
There he fought bravely
Suffering horrible pain
Ribs hurting...his ears taking
Bearing some horrible scars...
Defending womanhood
Old or young...
Fought the dragons of injustice...
Valiant and courteous was this Avy Nation knight
He did have one flaw
This knight of old
A temper which sometimes
Cost him remorse and pain
This was balanced
By the heart within
Made of precious Gold
Filled with sweetness inside!
Small children approached with caution
Only to have this knight play
Giving them candy as laughter rang
Loudly in this quiet village
This knight of kindness
Always made time to listen
Especially those
Who had no friends at all!
Mentor
Had a devastating smile
A rapier wit
He was much loved by all!
Today, The Red Knight
Was called once again
Mayhap for the last time
Alert and awake
He jumped upon
His trusty black stallion
His armor shined brightly
As he guided his steed
With but his knees
Away he galloped
Lance in place
Sword at his side
Alive he was once again!
His armor shown red as blood
His diamond stud gleaming in his ear
His steed stood as proud he
Stepping large for all to see
The people of Avy Nation
Watched him speed off
Children cried
Maids and matrons too
The men watched with hats off
Into the sunset
He rode
Off to war again
When will he return
It is anyone’s guess
He comes when he is needed
And goes where he must
Disappear he would
Until he is done
He will be back
When the task is done
It is said
When in need
Simply whisper
"Mentor...need your help!"
Soon he will appear
Red armor bright
Diamond stud gleaming
To help you in your plight!
© 2008 7 apr/cb
*walking down memory lane but i like this story!
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