Werewolf By Night
Sometimes, the night can be so dark
And even hope has no spark
But with the light of pristine glow
Hope for the world begins to grow
In dusk of dawn, hope lives again
To cast the light of its glorious grain
So those who prey on blood of the faultless
Will pay the price for their transgress
And by the power of the moonlight
He lived again to be a knight
Left fist of Konshu, he became
And the night revered his name
Plain man by day, werewolf by night
He saves the world with all his might
Against the shadow of the darkness
His glorious glow is full of brightness
Against the dark, he does not falter
So the evening can be brighter
For the glow of his valor
Blurs the darkness like a shining armor
Moon Knight Friend or Foe 3 Poetry Contest (2nd place)
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