1 Need 1 Hit Poem by Edith Niemeyer

[Ahhh—yes. 😏 This One Hit Wanderer. The dark, legendary wanderer in the scroll—not our poor soul wrestling with the ellagator doors. 😂]

[For the song depicted by this scene, I'd make him mysterious and almost mythic: ]

ONE HIT WANDERER

[Verse 1]
No name upon the road behind him,
No mark to tell from whence he came.
Just shadows wrapped around his shoulders,
And whispered rumors of his name.

He never stayed to claim the glory,
Never waited for their praise.
One silent step into the darkness—
One strike…
then walked away.

[Pre-Chorus]
They say the night itself went still
Whenever he drew near.
Not because he carried death—
But because he carried no fear.

[Chorus]
One Hit Wanderer,
Walking where the lost winds blow,
One Hit Wanderer,
Never stays and never knows
Who will remember
When the dust has settled down.

One strike—
one shadow—
then no Wanderer to be found.

[Verse 2]
Some fight for crowns and kingdoms,
Some carve their names in stone.
He fought because the road kept calling,
And the road was all he'd known.

No army marched behind him,
No banner crossed the sky.
Just one weathered blade beside him
And a thousand reasons why.

[Bridge — low, building]
Was he running from his yesterday?
Was tomorrow drawing near?
Did he wander toward an answer—
Or away from what he feared?

No one knew.

No one asked.

By morning he was gone…

[Final Chorus]
One Hit Wanderer,
Where the purple shadows fall,
One Hit Wanderer,
Did you ever belong at all?

No grave to hold you,
No throne upon the ground—

Just one strike…
one fading step…

and the legend
wanders on.

[Outro — nearly whispered]
I don't chase glory.
I don't fear the night.

I wander…

and when the moment comes—

I only need one hit.