Thoughts On The Massacre Poem by D. M. L. Catseye

ok

somethings go wrong
but that's how it goes
people may die
and we lose a soul
but they're still around
somewhere in our hearts
I'm glad I'm living
this is a trial
I am inspired by them
could words
and a hopeful mind
fix futures
or my past
with an average muse
horror before my eyes
his mane will not live on, fame cannot be reached
I will not fall victim to his treachery
my friends went
to this movie as well
i cried because
it could've been them
could've been here.

the plan was so obvious
it had the character's
touch he didn't need
words to send his message
cos it immediately hit me
yes the guns the mask the aparment
the girl would have opened
the door to the loud music
the room would explode
multiple problems at once is the key
merciless with the trigger
an expert in that world
i can't be the only one that saw
Gotham's civilians see it plain
that man hit his aim

But he missed the part that the villian suddenly convinced hundreds of convicts to follow him and create mayhem.

I don't see any followers.

He's a failure.

Be glad that he failed to really become that villian, causing horror widespread…

… but people still died.