On Gotham City's peak the Batman stands
To hold the line 'twixt darkness and the light;
Though shadows once all hope had overspanned
One lonely soldier now holds back the night.
In brightest day was born as Gotham's prince
But darkness fell through tragedy and strife,
And in the darkness stayed he ever since
A bulwark strong to stave off death from life.
The terror of the city's criminals
As justice's fury drives them from their prey,
Now chief among so many sentinels
Who by their strength and will bring back the day.
In Gotham City war will ever wage
As evil seeks to win the endless fight;
But stronger those who stand against its rage
Shoulder to shoulder with the Batman's might.
A/N: Woke up this morning with poetry in my head, and decided to have a crack at writing it down. Naturally, it bears almost no resemblance to what I woke up with, but anyway...You my recognize the first line/title as filched from my other poem "I Wish..."; I say I can steal from myself whenever I want! (Didn't Bach do that with some of his compositions? Or am I thinking of another composer? Whatever...) What're your thoughts?