That tattered cape
you try to drape
about your slumping frame
just doesn’t fit
so you should quit
and save yourself some shame
this world in need
will never cede
the role of hero born—
they can’t applaud
for someone flawed
by weakness to their scorn.
Wow a strong poem indeed. I think I saw an elderly superman staring at a waste of humanity. Thank you for the image. It brought the fanboy comic book geek out of me...in a dark gloomy way.
ReplyDeleteAnother nice one, Bob. Full of feelings that we can all identify with at one time or another. I really like this one.
ReplyDeleteNicely done. Glad I discovered your poems.
ReplyDeleteNicely rendered Bob. Even a fallen hero is welcome these days :-)
ReplyDeleteMy spandex is long gone :)
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