Masked Angel

Behold the Legend:

Defending the streets from attack

Disguised in black, he wears a mask

With no true identity, half man, half winged beast

He lives, he breathes, feels the hurt, knows the endangerment of others, while he risks his own life

Keeping the city safe from crime, outlaws and bad guys,  he continues to fight

His wings give off a powerful light, giving him the strength and might

Is this just another Marvel Heroe, or is it an Angel of Death, a guiding light in flight

For this mystery man has feathered wings with a silver lining, they shine with a ten foot wing span

The story has it, the Angel of Death who helps our dying people make the transition from one dimension to another giving our dying loved ones peace

God will not allow the Angel of Death to bring evil to our righteous people

Let this Masked Angel of Death continue to follow us, protecting us from harm as long as he can

This winged beast, without a shadow of a doubt, could be the next Marvel Wonder

Let's call him, Masked  Angel, as we hear him thunder

As his shadow disappears into the night, I softly whisper his name

"Masked  Angel", for I dream of falling in love with this mystery man

May the Masked  Angel's Legend carry on, and on, into a Marvel Comic Book fantasy of fame

Where the story all began