A knight of the dark,
He stalks all who do wrong,
Stealthy and crafty we rely on him to be strong,
He is called by the light in the clouds; his mark.
Stalking the villains in a shadow's veil,
Resisting brings them no avail.
His actions are silent,
His reactions violent,
You stand no chance against The Bat.
He sees your evil ways,
There is no hiding from his gaze.
A child lost to the world around,
Parents fallen to the strike of a gun,
Leaving behind a young and innocent son.
There is no cure for this festering wound.
Suffering in silence he protects us all,
He comes at the slightest call.
Against him all others have failed,
As punishment all have been jailed.
Of course that excludes one.
A man of great malice,
The world has turned that clown callous.
He signifies all that in wrong in this world,
Many have died at his hands,
Even The Bat has fallen for his plans.
He is the depths of evil unfurled.
An age old grudge between hero and killer,
The story is truly a thriller.
Their goal is to outdo one another,
In a twisted way they may consider the other a brother.
A brother in the war for what they believe is right.
Perhaps they do not share the same ideal,
But the war helps the wounds to heal.