by – R.d. jess
Who saves the hero?
My guess is zero.
Red capes in the sky
Are always scrutinized.
It’s a bird, it’s a plane.
Loneliness makes a hero insane.
To save but not be saved,
Is the hero made slave.
Stories made up by the press.
Is the villains mastered mess.
They’ll do whatever you ask.
Just wait for them to put on a mask.
“Up, up and away!”
For there is no other way.
Their power is in their DNA.
They can’t take a holiday.
It is tiresome to always be on the go.
That’s why a hero should never be alone.
For a hero is not someone special.
But a human who chose to be a vessel.
A vessel for good when no one wanted to stand.
When others decided that they could only be a man.
That’s why heroes are alone.
No one wanted to lift a stone.
They assume the heroes got it,
And that they are inadequate.
But no ones ever perfect.
At one point there will be a defect.
When the hero meets his first fail.
The burden begins to tip the scale.
Time slowly becomes his Kryptonite.
An enemy he can not fight.
The hero succumbed to what he fought against.
And a brand new villain begins to present.
A new hero rises to repeat the cycle.
Unless someone intervenes the spiral.
WHO SAVES THE HERO?