Soaring over rooftops,
On his chest a mark,
Watchman of the city,
A living lord of dark.

Garbed in darkness, he saves the night
Criminal’s fear infused,
Fighting for the weak and weary,
No innocent accused.

Corruption, theft, and crime abounds,
No government can save,
The only one that can truly help,
Takes residence in a cave.

Criminals will obey the law,
Mob rule in disarray,
Law and justice are restored,
Yet darkness leads the way.

A city that is crumbling,
A light of hope returns,
Where hope and joy had never been,
The darkest light still burns.

Made of darkness, out of darkness,
Yet a redeeming surprise,
At the bleakest hour of life,
A Dark Knight will rise.