by Edwina


The silent streets of the twisted city,

Steeped in scandal and in strife,

Where Bliss is a deadly poison,

And every man must fight for life;

Where basic rights are but a myth,

And true freedom a fairy tale.

Here walk a few good men,

Whose souls are not for sale.

JC-2 fights the drug lords,

The killers and the other crims,

Cleaning the city of corruption,

Vice, infamy and all mortal sins.

But slowly creeping onward,

Like a disease beneath the skin,

The enemy is encroaching:

Let the shattering begin.

Shall these unlikely allies,

Weather the storm forecast?

Or will they succumb to the darkness,

That lurks within the past?