Caught between a red smile and blue blood, like nightwing or the red hood, I'm not all bad but I ain't good, I could fight what I commit and I probably should. I'm no hero but I'm also not a villain, time is the only the that I'm killing, guilty as charged whenever I'm chilling, but if you push me to murder I'm able and willing. Crazy as hell with a laugh to match, disappear like a shadow impossible to catch, if I see what I like you can bet I'll snatch, I'm the runt of the litter but the best of the batch. In the Batmobile rolling up like Marley, me and my girl like Joker and Harley, when she ain't there I'm always missing her, and if she needs a hand call me up like the commissioner, Batman Gotham needs you again, the city's full of hooligans, but little do they know that I lurk in the night, but I'm not Bruce Wayne I'm not the Dark Knight, I don't care what's wrong or what's right, the world goes on and I'm living life. One for one an eye for an eye, but when the deeds are done the world is blind. When the blind are punished and the good are triumphant, in the city of Gotham there's Crime and Justice.
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Crime And Justice In The City Of Gotham
PoesiaA poem about life in Gotham as a man who walks the line between good and evil.