Story Of A Red Knight

Untarnished armor has long been seen.
Scratched, Dented, Fought.
Well battles and honor clean.
The gray knight up on his stead
Always trusting,, deeds.

Fair clothe and rarely kept.
Thin, Colorful, Alluring.
The sheltered eyes gently slept.
Who could hope them ever wept.
Tragic sneaky,, Adept.

Un-noble battle of words and dreams.
Past, Present, False.
Under gray the Red Knight beams.
To his soul he only clings.
once honored loving, seems,

The victory goes to the morning for the Knight has died.
Tragic, Sad, Again.
The fire of the sun melts ash.
And then there's Tomorrow.
A New Red.