A Knights Glory

I used to be a force to be reckoned with Way back in days of yore Warriors would come from far and wide To challenge me on battle floor I earned respect the hard way In kingdoms my name highly revered I left a wake of dead fools behind me Until my presence became greatly feared I fought for my King and country With mighty sword and trusty shield And though many times outnumbered My ground I would never yield My bones have now grown fragile The scars have mapped across my face My dreams of a quiet country home Have vanished without a trace. Here before me is my final apponent Come to strip me of my fame He reminds me of my younger self Seeking to bring glory to his name. Today I come to this decision To concede the last death blow He will believe he has the best of me But the truth only God and I will know.