A Red Hood Poem
You thought I was truly gone
Killed at the hands of the Joker
You put me into a coffin and then into the ground
Then you forgot all about me you never bothered to avenge me
This filled me with resentment and I refused to hear what you have to say
To convince me otherwise now I deliver my own brand of justice
To the criminal underworld now we constantly clash over the meaning of the word Justice