Spawn
A spawn of hell, once human, he
is also called “The One” and “Spawny.”
He’s super agile, super fast,
and death to Spawn does not long last.
For this is due to healing.
He shape-shifts too. That’s so appealing.
Acrobatic and highly skilled.
How many foes might he have killed?
Named Simmons, he was C I A.
But then betrayed, he lost his way.
A devilish deal he made. He’d learned
to hell again he’d be returned.
To stay on earth, he needed to
fight crime. It’s what he had to do!
An angel hunted for him, and
his costume’s features grew more grand.
He fed off souls and as he grew
yet stronger, many things he knew.
From good to evil – back again.
His soul evolved. What happened then?
So many times he was transformed,
and many battle sites he stormed.
In Resurrection Spawn revived
and saved his old love who had died.
In hell was Wanda, but she now
resides in heaven. This is how
“The One” called Spawn is living here-
He fights for loved ones of his dear.
March 31, 2023
For Robert James Liguori's Spawn Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2023
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