The 1,000 Year Old Warrior

I stare into my enemy’s eyes.
Not knowing what would happen next.
What would happen to our lives?
My friend and son stand around.
With my sons best friend facing the ground.

That evil monster only kills for fun.
Picking us off one by one with his laser gun.
Then my best friend would be next.
As if fate had wrote it in text.

Hearing his screams as he soars into the sky.
Fearing that my best friend would die.
Now hearing his final words "Help Me!"
With that evil monster smiling with glee.

After the dust clears not a sight from my friend.
Now that evil monsters life had to end.
My purity is lost.
All there is now is rage.
My muscles bulge, and grit my teeth like a wild animal in a cage.

A storm passes over.
Then my body feels like a nova.
With energy surging through my body.
I stare at the evil monster and predict a obituary.

With my hair glowing like the sun.
The look on the monsters face looks like he is going to run.
Then he catches sight of my son and friend in sight.
Choosing to be a coward rather than fight.

I block his path to stop his evil ways.
Looking at him as if to petrify.
Who would win this fight?
I know my revenge is right.