Anon

Once upon a time,
in a faraway land.
There lived a young boy,
he played in a band.

Life’s hardships didn’t harm him,
he had a joyful existence.
His friends and family loved him,
he smiled at every instance.

As life passed,
slowly and steadily,
the boy grew into a fine man
who smiled at the future.

His skin roughened,
his mind evolved.
His dreams never came true.
And yet he smiled.

One fateful day,
the man experienced true horrors.
Dreams shattered, betrayed
He ran, escaped.

Now alone,
no one there to smile at him.
They appeared before him.
Those who bore the masks.

Once a boy,
now a man,
They offered him a hand, and he smiled.
All of them smiled back.

They took him to their lair,
and taught him the rules.
He carefully heard, and learned:
Never forget, never forgive.

His new name was Legion
For he was many.
With new companions and family
he stood unbeaten.

For revenge he now seeks,
and the mask he bears.
Not a single word as he acts,
as now Anonymous he stands.