The Man They Call Batman

In shadows he walks,
Haunting the night,
Filling the villains,
With a genuine fright.

He comes in the dark,
Out of his cave,
For the people of Gotham,
That he must save.

A light in the sky,
Signals that crime,
Is running the city,
And there's not much time.

The flip of a coin,
A laugh in the air,
Tells him not everyone,
Is so easily scared.

When the moon is low,
And the sun is high,
A man they call Wayne,
Cannot come to their cry.

Conflicted he feels,
Justice he seeks,
Keeps growing bolder,
As the days turn to weeks.

Will it ever be safe,
He thinks to himself,
As he pulls an old album,
Up off the shelf.

The picture he seeks,
Is just of one man,
Who was once shot down,
Having the courage to stand.

A look out the window,
At the city below,
A vow that he makes,
Will secretly show.

Whatever it takes,
No matter the years,
The man they call Batman,
Will calm all their fears.