Disclaimer: Do not own SWAT Kats
First SWAT Kat poem, so pls. be nice and all flames will be redirected at the nearest hurricane
Secrets and Masks
POV: Chance "T-Bone" Furlong
Every day
it's the same ol' same ol',
cars to fix up and
junk to work through.
That's my life,
the life of an ex-enforcer
whose commanding officer deemed him
"to reckless". It gets boring
... then the alarm goes off.
Callie Briggs is Calling for help
so we go to help, but she
doesn't know it's really us
Those heroes she knows only
as T-Bone and Razor.
Does she realize that the Tom
behind the disguise of T-Bone would walk
through the fires of hell?
Face Dark Kat alone
if that was her wish?
She is the Deputy Mayor,
and I'm just a mechanic.
I know I have no chance
with her. She deserves so much more
than a blue collar Tom like me
could ever dream of giving her.
So I watch from a distance,
wanting nothing more
than to see her happy
and well taken care of even
if it isn't by me.
So I protect her,
my heart wishing I could
show her what it holds inside.
I know she deserves,
and I can't give her that.
When she beckons for help
I'll always be there,
behind my masks:
one to keep my identity
secret from all,
the other to protect us both
and hide the love I can't shows