His Life

Note: I'm not that sure if this poem describes Batman's life that well, but the mood is supposed to be 'dark.' And I wrote this when I was in the same mood. Comments please, and enjoy it!

His Life

When darkness falls

And the day grows dark

Demons of all kinds

Try their luck

The air is heavy

With dread and fear

But let your mind ease

A hero is here

They call him Batman

He dresses like one

He brings alleviation

Like a dark sun

Once a boy

Whose parents were killed

He traveled the world

To learn useful skills

He soon returned

To Gotham and fought

Against criminals

Bent on wrecking havoc

He was alone

In his fight

Until young Robin

Joined him in flight

Now if you look up

On Gotham nights

And see two shadows

Passing your sight

Let you be assured

That you are safe

For they will watch you

And make sure you see another day