In The Dead Of Night
In the dead of night
The moon shone bright
A lone soul raced
In search of the light
She was being followed by her prey
And had nowhere safe to stay
In the dead of night
Running down the streets
From the beat of feet
She tripped on the ground
And fell with a pound
The sound was growing louder
It hurt her to breathe
In the dead of night
The shadowy figure loomed above
He pushed her to the ground with a shove
He held her down
Mouth turned to a frown
Saying “my dear, there’s only so much time I can be around”
He got right to work
Face twisted into a smirk
In the dead of night
She felt hopeless and small
Trying not to bawl
As the pain would not subside
She could not pretend
That there was a good way this could end
Until she saw it
In the dead of night
It walked up with a stride
Head held high with pride
As it beat her wide-eyed attacker
It tied up the man who had held a knife in his hand
Her tears started to dry as she let out a great sigh
In the dead of night
She then turned to her savior
This bringer of justice
Who could this hooded shape be?
She asked with a plea
“Why did you save me”
To which it responded
“Because humanity’s cursed
To never truly know what it’s like to be free
Of pain and fear and suffering
Girl, please here my glee
That it is my time to lift up your people
Off of their broken knee”
The vigilante turned to leave
In the dead of night
“Wait”
She shouted over the eerie silence
“But what must I call my hero of truth?
What shall your name be?”
The figure turned once more and said in a quiet scream
“Where I’m from
My home in the stars
They call me
Astraea
Goddess of Justice
Protector of innocence
But I really must go now
My sweet child stay
Good and pure and righteous
In every way”
With that Astraea was gone
To stop other beasts who prey
In the dead of night