A/N: Darn you FanFiction for fucking up the formatting. Hey, look, a poem that relates to the YJ universe! :D I realized this could apply to the person named "Harm".
A poem describing how the YJ feels like they're alone in fighting/solving crimes. This should warm you guys over til I update my other stories.
Scattered throughout the room,
Puzzles, pieces remain for us to fit together.
The evidence in plain sight,
Blind to the naked eye.
The blood spilled from the innocent,
They had no way to fight, fend for themselves.
They broke inside,
Gone in a blink of an eye.
We held our breath when the debris suffocated our human hearts.
Saying, "They didn't deserve this, they didn't deserve to suffer."
Just another item to examine,
Another case to investigate.
Can one more life be spared?
We're asking, but no one hears us.
The flame cast a spell throughout the nation,
A swarm of ruthless villains bringing chaos, violence,
Red mist filling the sky.
We're out here alone.
It's a lonely, rabid world.
All we ask is you to join.
We can't take it,
Overbearing,
Tiring.
We've drawn to a close at the end of the day,
Begging the murdering spree to diminish,
with the crime rates, praying they split in half.
we ask,
if you all can take a stand.
Don't let them be the next victims,
Protect each other.
it's all we've got.
Protect them from harm's way.