The joker's fury
couldn't be contained
by a quiet movie theater.
They came to be entertained,
But were murdered or maimed instead
After being gassed like civil rights protestors,
The calm ripped away by smoke and gunfire.
Hollywood feigns shock
At this coward's final act,
Denying their industry
Leads to fantasies that kill.
The dark knight has yet to rise
In a city plagued with bedlam,
Far from Gotham
In the beyond of Batman
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