*Beneath the Veil of Night*
Since the earliest memories of my lost childhood,
The Dark Knight has shone, a beacon in my darkness.
Eternal sentinel, in the abysses of Gotham,
Your silent call, a light for those who seek their soul.
You, a living sculpture forged by pain,
Each scar, a story; each shadow, a cry.
Your mask is not just armor, but the face
Of a man broken, shaped by insults.
Isolated in your fight, a haunted lone soul,
Your eyes, shards of obsidian, reflect truths.
The solitude you carry is the one I feel,
The distress of a man who, against all odds, defends.
The Dark Knight, in your haunting quest for justice,
You traverse the darkness, and your flickering light
Guides my uncertain steps on paths of resilience,
In this indifferent world, you inspire my perseverance.
With you, each night becomes a star,
Every cry in the shadow, a call, a canvas
Woven between courage and fear, hope and despair,
The Dark Knight, in your struggle, I seek to see.
More than a protector, you are the mirror of lost souls,
In the cold of Gotham, under pounding rains,
An echo in the silence, a cry against injustice,
The Dark Knight, you are a poem, you are torment.
In the clamor of the world, your presence is a song,
An ode to resilience, an anthem to relentless combat.
Each step I take is guided by your vigil,
The Dark Knight, in my heart, your spirit awakens.
Thank you
N.H
13 апр 2023
