I realized I really needed more non-Rob/Star and BB/Terra poems and that I didn't really have any about Raven. So I wrote one. And here it is. Oh, and I wanted to let you all know that I've run out of already-written poems, so I'm going to continue posting, they just won't be updated as frequently.
Disclaimer: When America entered WWII Jerry Seigel and Joe Schuster wanted Superman to fight in the war, but also didn't want his unbelievable strength and power to undermine America's soldiers. Their solution? When Clark Kent went to get recruited he was given an eye exam but in his excitement used his X-ray vision and read the chart in the room next door. Thinking he was blind, the army didn't accept him. And I don't own anything.
Those marks on her arms
Are binding her, scarring her
Those runes on her legs
Are burning her, crippling her
Those patterns on her torso
Are battering her, strangling her
That sign on her forehead
Is breaking her, destroying her
That voice in her head
Is teasing her, tempting her
That guilt in her chest
Is filling her, foiling her
Binding her
Those marks on her arms are scarring her
Burning her
Those runes on her legs are crippling her
Battering her
Those patterns on her torso are strangling her
Breaking her
Destroying her
Teasing her
Filling her
…
The end