Hero
This for the man who saved my life
Saving me from the edge of a knife
When a man tried to rob me one night
Then found his own self losing the fight
When a hero came out of the shadow
With a right hand he laid the robber low
He told me to go and I did what he said
If not for him then I would be dead
I turned back and asked "What is your name?"
So I could remember his dangerous game
But all he said was, "just call me the painted hunter"
Copyright © Richard Skinner | Year Posted 2013
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