Poems from the sky

Hero

A hero born of pain and strife, justice, and a force of life, Protector of the weak and poor, A savior, with heart so pure.

hidden shadows in the night, vengeance, sought with all his might, a blackened heart where fire still burns, His need for justice, never turns. His parents' death, a scar so deep, A wound that never lets him sleep, a battered sole a mind so sharp, Seeks revenge, now, in the dark. His enemies falling, one by one, As his rage, can never be undone, a desperate need for retribution, justice is the one solution. cold, calculated, heart of stone, Roams the city, all alone, A vigilante, feared by all, A moral compass gone awol. Revenge may be a bitter pill, But justice is our hero's will, And in the end, we’ll se him rise, A hero, with no compromise.