Dynamite, Gunpowder, and Gasoline

by the-dark-knightess

Just a little poem I wrote during my free time at school today. It's from the Joker's POV. Enjoy!

Dynamite, Gunpowder, and Gasoline

Dynamite, Gunpowder, and Gasoline

They make things glow with a fiery sheen

Smoke rises up, buildings go down

All this chaos from the mind of a clown

Memories made, scars are left

Closer to dying with every breath

I cackle so madly, striking fear into all

They get desperate, putting Batman on call

He's just a freak, kinda like me

But I seem to know: never do things for free

This city's so worthless it's not even funny

All they care about it drugs, sex, and money

I'm the new criminal that's messed with their heads

Batman won't listen so people are dead

He's so stubborn, that man in the mask

I want to know who, but I might regret that I asked

He thinks he's so clever, he thinks I'm so green

But look what I've done with all this dynamite, gunpowder, and gasoline.