[ WP ] You decide to fight crime despite the fact that the only power a freak lab accident granted you is tremendous over-confidence .

Head held high, 
 
 Walk like a boss, 
 
 Back bent not straight, 
 
 No dent can they make, 
 
 In this mind of mine. 
 
 
 Look forward, 
 
 Do n't blink, 
 
 Do n't rush. 
 
 Gaze held, 
 
 Eyes focused, 
 
 Slash forward. 
 
 
 In tight order, 
 
 I shall move, 
 
 They skip, 
 
 they dance, 
 
 I lord over them, 
 
 like the punny men they are. 
 
 
 They stand no chance, 
 
 just a tank, 
 
 and some launchers. 
 
 No chance they have, 
 
 against my gun. 
 
 
 
 I chant some more, 
 
 I flare my soul, 
 
 The hole, 
 
 in me, 
 
 with death, 
 
 shall be filled, 
 
 
 I stir my thoughts, 
 
 as I see you, 
 
 You laugh, 
 
 you joke, 
 
 your death, 
 
 comes soon. 
 
 
 Forget, 
 
 me not, 
 
 I shall remember, 
 
 your face of passing, 
 
 as I kill you, 
 
 no cop shall save you, 
 
 you stand no chance. 
 
 
 Raising you guns, 
 
 gives you no hope, 
 
 do n't waste ammunition, 
 
 I ca n't take back what has to be. 
 
 
 Now they shoot, and I shall die. 
 
 As my mind comes back to me. 
 
 The drug is loosing its effect, 
 
 but I shall die, of this I am sure. 
 
 The bullets come, closer to me, 
 
 Time slows down as to fall I begin. 
 
 
 Only this way they can learn, that war is wrong, that killing, 
 
 your, own, people, your, own, students will bring no good. 
 
 Let them learn those leaders of ours, those leaders that never change, 
 
 lording over 1 billion. 
 
 
 That I a man, 
 
 with my bags, 
 
 my normality, 
 
 have stopped, 
 
 your men, 
 
 
 with tanks 
 
 
 and abnormality. 
 
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 I leave it this way with the full knowledge that it really is n't any good. 
 I did change a lot as it came to the end, consider it as 2 definite parts with different meanings. 
 
 From dreams to reality: )
