This is a poem that I wrote, hope you like it. 🙂

The Hero's lament and memoir.
The wind it blew and whistled,
Soft it's mournful tune.
As our hero came and fell,
Honorable to his doom.

The deed was done,
With but one man dead.
And the world was saved,
As he lay down his head.

In eternal sleep he did rest,
But his legend never died.
For it will always be remembered,
How he saved all those lives.

(What do you guys think? Does it need one more stanza? Or should I leave it like it is?)