When you're not allowed to help

Life, can it really cause this much Strife?
I walk across the beach, during a rain shower, I look across the water and
see, Titans Tower. A Tower, which is normally filled with delight, is
currently engaged in a fight.
And so I ask myself, why didn't they want me to help, even when I couldn't
help but hear a yelp, a cry for help. Why? Why did they tell me to leave?
Why, why did they tell it to me, so shy? Like something was bothering them,
as if, if they said the wrong thing they'd be hanging on the rim.
Gosh, how I wish this was over, then when it all ends, those crooks can
make amends.
-Aqua Fish.