He travels through the city Protecting all that’s good. He watches for the trouble Then he stops it cause he could. He’s a hero to most and a villain to some. Few understand his motives because he carries around a gun. He says it’s to protect but his violence says it all. He’s changing every day without noticing at all. Some people see what’s going on, but many won’t accept it. Someone has to decide, if its morally accepted. Is it to late to save him, to do anything at all? Only one question remains, the one too end it all. The question of motive and the reason for his rein. The question to decide if it’s infamy or fame. When does a man become a monster?

It lives in the jungles It climbs up the trees It pounces on its prey And it rustles through the leaves It’s as dark as the night and as gorgeous as the day Even though it’s dangerous I wouldn’t stay away It’s sharp teeth may be threatening and it’s size may be a fright But just because its dangerous doesn’t mean it can’t be bright It’s smart and strategic It’s fast and its strong This wonderful feline is gotten all wrong