This mind sets upon a rising sun.
Its zenith of its yellow beams,
While its ember does some effect,
while that green weaken.
Yet i can bound,
with a single thought,
that were, was and instilled by
now to claim my real
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by ohms and artsydhude.
2017, 3. 11
Poems and artwork by
© Oliver A Melendez
I take tails,
then you start bashing what is not my principles.
U take heads,
then i kept askin your past.
Who then is the one,
then to make it all call,
I take Wayne’s side of the story,
You take Dent’s.
Or was it,
Lets penny up and get a coffee with this little penny.
comes to a comedy
turns into a dramedy
Have these eyes cried enough
have these ducts swelled enough
but this curl of a lip
would rather smirk and cackle
I might as well hang out at the tower
and ask Yakko
to go to Del Taco
While Dot makes a face and Wakko runs in place.
This face is not my face
this suit is of my body
that i sculpted
that kept me alive.
This mantle is my career
i take upon my vengeance
not my own
but someones justice.
A might that is my right to equalize
by not my standard
someone else’s life.
So please take your aim, as i deflect it
and put you where your life in someone’s hold.
This is who I am,
I am the night
I am vengeance
I am Batman.
Playing as a guardian is nothing more but a hired security. Thats what Oliver Queen plays in all his incarnations from the point of origin to the last resurfacing in the small screen.
Yet a guardian is always the one who takes the mantle to the point where there is a boundary. Once that is set, limitations are as much more than a line from and to.
“Us small guys…” a line from Justice League unlimited from the character itself to the six that was soon to be 7th, coz they needed Queen’s influence at the “small time heroes”.
With Queen as the 7th and last League founding member, he i s the limitation of what human conscience to keep them with what humanity left in them.