The Batman
Darkness creeps
As rain falls
Flying bullets
Bloody words sprayed across bodies and walls.
Rolls of tape,
Like twisted words on a card.
Be careful watch you wish for, best be on your guard,
Don’t push the man that’s close to the edge.
He’ll beat you down, leave you for dead.
The dread, from a city down on its knees.
Praying out for a hero that can bring back the peace.
Trying to decipher The Riddler’s game
Finding out his next victim that falls to his aim.
There are no rules.
Only the ones he sees,
Knowing your dark secrets.
As he starts to feed.
Out of sight hatching his sinister plan.
Not the kind of messages you want.
From a psychotic super fan.
Gangs build,
As bones are cracked,
A dark world unravels.
That now must be saved by the Bat.
- Andrew Horner