He is not another hero,
He was raised from zero.
With admantium in his bones and pain in his heart,
He was the king of tragedy, a solo piece of art.
He is wolverine baby, better known as Logan,
"Don't worry, I got this"- was his slogan.
Such was his smirk, beard and fiery stare,
He had a brute force that can give you scare.
In hand to hand combat, he was the best,
He was there on his never ending quest.
They made him weapon X and he couldn't resist,
A mutant with animal senses, he became a gargantuan beast.
Nature made him a freak, man made him a weapon,
An immigrant you know, and a person who's ready to step in.
His heart was of gold with body so strong
But death followed him everywhere, so he stayed nowhere long.
Every one he loved, goes away in the end,
But he had to take a stand
So he chose giving everything he had inside,
"Ah, so this is how it feels like."
He fought to save Charles as a son to a father,
He died saving Laura as a father to his daughter.
"Don't be what they made you" - is what he told Laura,
He'll live in our hearts forever, such was his aura.
Old man Logan, you're the best,
You've done enough, now please take rest.