Becoming...Human – When I Leave Here (Donna Troy)

Nafis Light



When I leave this place,
I know that I will not lose my face
and I know that my memories will not fade
because I still and always exist within all of you.

 

I was a person...and then I decided to be A Joker;
I was simply a person...and then I decided to Fight
and that means a Joker Fighter
that fights all the negativities coming towards me and around me.

 

I posted this video here of Donna Troy
because she has her struggles
and so far...she never lost her way
and she is very determined to not be led astray.

 

A Warrior...A Fighter...or whatever,
They are those who do not want to give up;
They are those who truly do not want to give in
to whatever it is that would try to pull them down...even within.

 

It is never easy to live
among different people;
It could be a struggle to survive
when I Am the only one here who truly believe in weaving peace
and Love
and not willing to verbalize negative words
because they hurt others
because they destroy beauties and wonders
because...they make me feel dirty
because...they make me feel unworthy.

 

- Joker44

  • Author: Nafis Light (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 22nd, 2020 05:50
  • Comment from author about the poem: I thought that this post would be about Donna Troy...but it’s not, because it is also about me. It is actually to do with the costume, I guess. I am more attracted to Donna Troy (Wonder Girl) rather than Wonder Woman. Maybe it is the costume because Wonder Girl’s costume covers more skin and that is more proper to me...rather than seeing someone showing more skin. Donna Troy is also more human...or, I don’t know, but I do like how she and Dick Grayson (Nightwing) are like bother and sister.
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  • MMadrid

    👌👌👌 been reflecting on life lately and your poem was refreshing as it goes with what I've been thinking about.



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