Gotham
Rain. A dry smile. A wet kiss from the skies. A pain he has felt many times before. The death of a dear friend,
nemesis and all around bad guy. He did not want it. But, it has happened.
He stands calm, maybe torn inside. "No better". Maybe not. The question mark always remains. But he is the
chosen one. So many try. Farce mostly. Only he is there- in the shadows. Black shines in black. Bullets fly-
free for all; blades shimmer as they rush to fulfill their mission. He risks it all; puts it all out there- every night.
How many choose to do so- question more important is why do they choose to do so? No reason you say- just plain
ol' justice n peace. No glory you say. I believe you are all about the glory- the most glorified over-hyped monsters-
far more dangerous than those you put down. Distorted role models. Peace don't begin with death- the only
death required for peace and justice and truth is the death of the lesser soul. Only thing you are interested in
IS your lesser self. The one in the shadows.
Arkham Asylum- the place for the true genius'. The man caught between two worlds- two personalities- two faces.
Aren't we all that- not one but two- maybe more. Doesn't he just put it out there. Make us realise. Bring out our
better faces. Ivy. Nature lover. Okay- distorted ideals. But passionate about the green- how many of us are. She gets
put down. ??The Riddler?? No one ever realised it wasn't just about the riddles- but the questions- he
questioned society- he questio9ned you. Yes- 'pure evil' they are- so you say. What if they change? No one ever counts
on that do they.
What would be accomplished from Arkham? Just fuel their desirefor world domination. While yo do the same-
only you wear a flashy suit- all of you- The Red n blue, the spider, the ones in the flashy underwears -
all of you! Maybe you are better than the rest- so you say. But, Gotham, nay- the world is counting on you.
The kids of our future want peace. They want a future free of hate. They want to smile free. Can you ensure that?
All of you living in the present- all of you thinking you did a great deed- helped a friend- killed a monster
(maybe a fellow human) - satisfied your feel-good ego... think beyond your lesser selves.
Think of the future. Think. Only change can lead to real victory.
The smile. It seems to fade now. I like you. Was a kid when I first saw you. Still feels like home.
But I too have to change. If you are getting all this, then listen. The time is now. The time is not past.
The chance is not gone. As the old ones always say- 'the world is yours to change.' I say, you change-
and the world will follow of its own accord- even Arkahm Asylum and all it holds.
Rain. A dry smile. A wet kiss from the skies. A pain he has felt many times before. The death of a dear friend,
nemesis and all around bad guy. He did not want it. But, it has happened.
He stands calm, maybe torn inside. "No better". Maybe not. The question mark always remains. But he is the
chosen one. So many try. Farce mostly. Only he is there- in the shadows. Black shines in black. Bullets fly-
free for all; blades shimmer as they rush to fulfill their mission. He risks it all; puts it all out there- every night.
How many choose to do so- question more important is why do they choose to do so? No reason you say- just plain
ol' justice n peace. No glory you say. I believe you are all about the glory- the most glorified over-hyped monsters-
far more dangerous than those you put down. Distorted role models. Peace don't begin with death- the only
death required for peace and justice and truth is the death of the lesser soul. Only thing you are interested in
IS your lesser self. The one in the shadows.
Arkham Asylum- the place for the true genius'. The man caught between two worlds- two personalities- two faces.
Aren't we all that- not one but two- maybe more. Doesn't he just put it out there. Make us realise. Bring out our
better faces. Ivy. Nature lover. Okay- distorted ideals. But passionate about the green- how many of us are. She gets
put down. ??The Riddler?? No one ever realised it wasn't just about the riddles- but the questions- he
questioned society- he questio9ned you. Yes- 'pure evil' they are- so you say. What if they change? No one ever counts
on that do they.
What would be accomplished from Arkham? Just fuel their desirefor world domination. While yo do the same-
only you wear a flashy suit- all of you- The Red n blue, the spider, the ones in the flashy underwears -
all of you! Maybe you are better than the rest- so you say. But, Gotham, nay- the world is counting on you.
The kids of our future want peace. They want a future free of hate. They want to smile free. Can you ensure that?
All of you living in the present- all of you thinking you did a great deed- helped a friend- killed a monster
(maybe a fellow human) - satisfied your feel-good ego... think beyond your lesser selves.
Think of the future. Think. Only change can lead to real victory.
The smile. It seems to fade now. I like you. Was a kid when I first saw you. Still feels like home.
But I too have to change. If you are getting all this, then listen. The time is now. The time is not past.
The chance is not gone. As the old ones always say- 'the world is yours to change.' I say, you change-
and the world will follow of its own accord- even Arkahm Asylum and all it holds.
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