A/N: First poem on here so yea. It's kind of short this will be a series of poems from Robin's mind. SO YEA ENJOY!
Disclaimer: If I was in charge of all DC comics, I would like in a New York penthouse in a room with a view. I would have a pool that had sharks swimming underneath it. And I would have my own artist painting me every where I went. Sadly I don't.
Alright now that that authors note is bigger than the poem.
People try to make the Joker not serious. They try to say he's delirious.
But maybe what he is, that craziness, is what makes him so scary. That scariness is what makes him so not sorry.
Maybe that's his problem, he isn't whelmed enough. His heart has been made too tough.
Maybe like Batman and me he was hurt. That's why he likes to see the blood of others squirt.
But unlike Batman he had no direction. And his sanity lost its traction.
Really the Joker is ingenious. To bad he's also spontaneous.
He hits people with crowbars. He enjoys it to because I see in eyes there are stars
He's killed to many. He doesn't even do it for money.
The joker kills and kills. The blood of innocents spills.
The world around him burns. Everyone's stomach churns.
He corrupts others. He makes brothers kill brothers.
He's got to go. But no one not even Batman is brave enough to put him on death row.
Don't get me started on Harley. She's just in it for the cake, Mista J and the party.
Maybe the Joker is capable of love. That thought goes away when you see the detonator in his purple glove.
He's not right we know that. Especially when he made all those people go splat.
The Jokers wrong. If I would kill him it would be painful and long.
I know that's what he wants. That's why he comes up with stupid taunts.
Hit me, he says. Batman can't and everyone pays.
I've seen him with Harley though. There are moments when he loves her and he lets insanity go.
If only he would do that more often. Let his heart soften.
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