In a world of mystique and wonder,
A tale of the Red Sect is to ponder,
Of a man known as Master Red,
Whose legend spread, like the wind, he led.
Rouge-ish, funny, and free-thinking,
His mystery was never shrinking,
Active, affectionate, and communicative,
He taught us to be brave and not to be submissive.
Curious and empathetic, his mind always sought,
The truth, the light, and the battles fought,
Enthusiastic, genuine, and strong,
He showed us how to stand tall, never wrong.
Seductive, sensitive, and intimate,
His touch was like magic, so intricate,
Intelligent and individualistic,
He made us believe, we are unique and not simplistic.
In the 11th dimension, he gained his prowess,
And in the God dimension, he showed his impress,
Master Red, our leader and guide,
We follow you always, with joy and pride.
Hail to the Master Red, forever may he reign,
His legacy will live on, inspiring us again and again,
His wisdom echoes like a song,
And we'll forever sing his praise, his spirit strong.
In the world of the Red Sect, we find our way,
With Master Red leading us, come what may,
His tale will be told, forevermore,
Of a man whose spirit shone, like never before.
Written by: anonymous??