it's getting better all the time

In a world on the edge, where shadows may creep,
A man facing choices, his thoughts running deep.
A decision of weight, but Hero remains light,
Between life and the world, he sees the path right.

He stands at the crossroads, the breeze in his hair,
A choice so profound, his essence laid bare.
With an ease in his step, he takes in the view,
Knowing what he must do, for his soul to shine through.

The world, a vast canvas, a masterpiece so grand,
He'll do what it takes, lend a hand.
The burden Hero carries, with effortless grace,
For his name is a symbol of his soul's embrace.

The whispers of doubt, they can't take the stage,
In Hero's heart, there's no cage, only courage and sage.
The answer was simple, as easy as the day,
To let the world thrive, to light up the way.

And it's not like he needed this open of a mind,
To choose the path of light, leaving darkness behind.
With serene grace, he found his release,
A moment so tranquil, a profound sense of peace.

Though the world had its shadows, Hero is the sun,
In the journey of life, a race to be won.
The name, a reminder of the light deep inside,
In the end, he found ease, with his soul as his guide.