Codename 47
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2007

Deep down in the sewers
He hides in the shade
The land of the free
The home of the fraid

But this man has no fear
He's not looking to be saved
He awaits his chance
And strikes with his blade

Sneaks up from behind
And enters your mind
His eyes are steady
He never falls behind

See a black suit and red tie?
There's an agent inside
You can run away
But you can, never, hide.