Hero Saves The Day Poem by Jeremy Peterson

Thunderous clouds covered the night,
Lightning struck down in the depth,
Trees swayed furiously everywhere I looked.
Blood-covered sky shone above,
Making idiosyncratic designs where the light did show.
Rain spattered the ground,
Turning the dirt into mud.
My pristine shoes turned from a polished silver to a dirty brown.
Moonlight bathed my path to the serial killers house.
Grass rocked back and forth as I made my way.
Loud cries reached my ears,
Sending enough information to my brain to know
The killer has made it's next victim.
Sprinting as fast as I could,
I made it to the killers house in a couple minutes.
The victims screech split the silence once more,
Showing that I should make my kill quickly before it's too late.
Opening the door, I ran to the room only to see the killer
Was only sharpening his blade.
Pulling out my Angel-of-Doom, As I like to call it, I bolted around The door and sliced past the rubbish to slice the neck of the killer.

He dropped dead instantly,
Sending a smile to the lady,
That, surprisingly, wasn't too hurt.
She smiled back.