I am a night walker.
Yet, bat i am not
and from vampire i do not descend.
It is survival that has made his heart my home
making assumption visit your heart.
But something i have left...
Choice.
When you see me in the night,
do not hail the rabbit.
Him, i am not.
I am a friend.
The enemy of your enemies.
I have a gun.
But it only hunt preys.
Babalola Augustine Adeola
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-walker-6/
