If it's not too much to ask
Sorry, Mr. President, sir, but
if it's not too much to ask
I seek your aid
your asylum
Who am I, you say?
I am man, no, closer to a boy, really,
a genius by most standards,
who seeks
the asylum of another land
for I cannot return to my own.
The reason why is simple, really
Yet it's quite a laugh
That I,
An idealistic child
in the grand scheme of things
Would be tormented
Persecuted in my home country
Because of my idealist views.
If it's not too much to ask,
May I stay?
All that I did
was reject the views of
a serial murderer,
a man revered as a god.
No, incorrect.
They see him as the God
with a capital-G.
All that I did was catch him
and ensure that he will
never, ever kill
again
and they may as well have exiled me
for I cannot go back home.
It's silly to even think that
any court in their right mind
would take the evidence that I had
seriously.
I mean, if I hadn't been the one who
Had seen the proof
With my own eyes,
I would think myself crazy too.
But, as my friend may say,
"It cannot be helped."
So Mr. President,
I beg of you
Let me into your country
The one place that hasn't
accepted Kira
In society or in the law.
Please.
-The detective formerly known as L