Screwdriver

A dark night from what I'm told
A stranger in a trenchcoat, alone so bold
He moves soundlessly in the wind
His face unseen, his mission grim
Keeping in shadows & moving fast
Listening to the night, remembering his task
Seeing his target, alone & focused
He moves swiftly, going unnoticed
From within his folds, a flicker of metal
A crack of thunder, the storm will settle
Eliminated in a glow, something is wrong
A look of annoyance, this night will be long
She sits back and with a sigh
Spins around to watch the night sky
He comes up behind, hand in his coat
Producing an object, quietly he spoke
Spinning around, she jumps up in fright
Grabbing the object screams in delight
"you are my hero, my shinning star
through the storm of the night you come this far"
his reply so sweet, like a song
"now you can install your cd-rom"