Prose

the words below came to me after the title "Godzilla Comes to Gotham" popped up in my mind. don't ask.  It is still a little rough and needs some editing but I thought I would give ya'll a view

Godzilla Comes to Gotham

He rose from the bay
from a churning whirlpool of water
boats were capsized
men and women thrown into the water

One step destroyed the pier
the next took out the warehouses
A gas line erupted
showing light upon the monstrosity

Godzilla had come to Gotham,
come to do hysterical harm.

Marching through the city
burning and crushing along the way.
He had Arkham for a snack
Crime alley no looking back

The bat signal was lit,
though this would seem too much

punching villains is one thing

fighting Man's Mistake is another

Based on past research dwelled from the archives from the far east,
work done by those that had fought the beast before, in another coastal city,
The Bat, a Cat, and a couple of Robins
were able to lure and tease the "big G" back out to sea

Gotham has not suffered
such despair and destruction
There was relief from its citizens
all pitched in to try and help, to heal

Pictures were taken by the footprints so big
Arkham's survivors rounded up and put back
Whether the beast was actually defeated or rather just got bored,
those that understood, kept an eye over their shoulder

and Batman?

Batman added the coastline, to his nightly fly-overs.