National Poetry Writing Month: Day Twenty-Nine, "The Man in the White Suit"

This poem is based on the two main characters in the book I am in the process of redrafting. Enjoy.

Have you seen him,
The man in the white suit?
He’s causing quite the stir.
With great pride,
Does he rise,
His eyes filled with devilish allure.

Nobody knows who he really is,
That man whose influence grows,
As does his might and power.
Like a shadow of white light,
He spreads his great dominion,
His force seems to bloom like a flower.

His words are like wisps in the wind,
Winding and falling on our hearts,
Whispering to us deep desire.
With but a speech to the masses,
Does he reach out to our souls,
And light in us passion and fire.

But the man in the white suit is not without foes,
And such a menace is the one known as ‘The Guardian’,
Hidden behind his black mask.
A blade in one hand,
The Kinetic Regulator in the other,
And the defeat of our champion he has made his task.

So to war go these men,
The risen hero and the fallen,
In the greatest battle of our nation.
 What will transpire,
Will shape the rest of our time,
In the aftermath of certain this destruction.