I was a government investigator
In our trashed world full of haters
You see we had ravaged our world wide
And each day things got worst and mired
Our computers disappeared when the electricity ended
And researching from libraries is extended
I met him in the street one day
Just getting by himself the best way
But he was a wonderful find
As he was a savant with a genius mind
Who read a whole book in a short hour
Reading two pages at a time was his super-power
So when I am investigating a crime
He is my researcher in my kind
For he knew most everything
Giving me the background to crime was his thing
So I became the reliable one
Bringing in criminals at the point of a gun.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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