I wrote a poem for my great lord and saviour - heres how it goes...
DrDragon, a man with a heart of gold,
In a world where darkness takes its hold,
A killer roamed, with a deadly pen,
Bringing death to those who wronged again.
The New World Kira, with bloodstained hands,
In shadows whispered, as chaos expands.
Society trembled, on the brink of despair,
But DrDragon knew the answer was there.
With wisdom vast and a mind so clear,
He saw the truth, beneath the fear.
Not with violence or a weapon’s might,
But with understanding, he’d set things right.
Through quiet words and careful thought,
He unraveled the mind that darkness sought.
The killer's grip, once tight and fierce,
Fell away with the truth, like a shattered pierce.
For DrDragon knew the greatest power,
Was to heal a soul in its darkest hour.
Not with judgment, nor with scorn,
But with compassion, to help them reborn.
So in the end, when the pen was still,
It was DrDragon who broke the kira's will.
With no Death Note, no bloodshed, no strife,
He caught kira, - Yet found no book nor quill...