Father..

"I like routine, a good routine keep the mind from morbid imaginaries."

Above the concert jungle I stand alone
Watching the city dying
Rotting as the days goes by
Dealing drugs, pimping and killings

Is this what my father swore to protect
Or have I failed him miserably ?
Yet fatigue is urging me to give up
Before the darkness prevails

The sirens ringing in my head
Music to my ears
For I'm needed once again
The night is yet but long

Gotham's weeping
Yet no one hears it but me
Is this truly the nature of us all?
Primitive yet necessary

Is this the reason why
I can never defend these walls?
For evil is in man
Man; I can't kill

Forever living within
My father's shadows
Sleeping with the lights on
Fearing that the dreams will never end

I ask for nothing
But the peace nightly
Yet the only peace I have got
Is the sound of the crooks surrendering

And those sweet sounding words:
"I won't do it again."

Father, oh Father..
Have I done what you wished for?
Or have I failed in my duty
to fulfill your dreams ?



Note: Alright, I confess. I'm a huge fan since young.