The rain pours down,

dousing the light,

and so continues,

this forbidden fight.

The blood red sky,

of those who die,

not forgetting,

this endless lie.

Separating wrong from right,

The reason why we fight tonight.

The cries of pain,

none to gain,

there are no rules,

in this pointless game.

The one to win,

a master of duels,

he shall sin,

the Deceiver of Fools.

Separating wrong from right,

The reason why we fight tonight.

And so came,

the final blow,

the one delivered,

by his powerful foe.

we'll wipe our tears,

we'll cry, and mourn,

we'll remember,

the legend born.

Separating wrong form right,

The reason why we fight tonight.

There he lay,

on his final bed,

thou took his life,

hid and fled.

Stories told of his goal,

speaking of a loving soul,

service long, memorial tall,

our hero shall be known to all.

Separating wrong from right,

The reason why he died tonight.


This poem, like the one I posted yesterday also came to me quite randomly. Again about Robin/Nightwing/Richard...Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. To be truthful, I think it's pretty good. Leave a review and remember updates coming soon!

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