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.
Are You Reading Me?
5 comments:
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.
Another nice one, Bob. Full of feelings that we can all identify with at one time or another. I really like this one.
Nicely done. Glad I discovered your poems.
Nicely rendered Bob. Even a fallen hero is welcome these days :-)
My spandex is long gone :)
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