The Legend of John Wick

With bullets flying, and guns ablaze

He stands alone, in a deadly craze

John Wick, a man of lethal skill

With a past so dark, and a pain to fill

In his eyes, a fire burns bright

A thirst for revenge, a need to fight

For every life he's taken, he'll pay the price

In blood and tears, his heart pays the price

But when duty calls, he answers with grace

A protector of the weak, a guardian of the race

He fights for justice, with all his might

And never backs down, from a righteous fight

With each passing day, his legend grows

A hero to many, a nightmare to foes

John Wick, a name that strikes fear

In the hearts of those, who dare to come near

So raise your guns, and aim for the head

But be warned, he's already dead

For John Wick, a force to be reckoned with

Is a man of action, a man of myth.