Phantom

Phantom

They call
you the
phantom

A man
with two
guns

And a
skull to
hide in

From the
light of
the World

You come
out everyday

Fire a
few rounds

The bad
guys go
away

And you
come back

With a
cake

Life drains
away

You give
birth

To a
younglin

Who must
carry

The baton &
the burden

Of the
guns once
again

Now you
are all
old

Your son
roams

The murky
jungles

Of Life
& Death

They nomore
call you now

P.S: To Batman, Superman and more

Caution: This might be all theory

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