Heroes

A poem
by Chris Hibbard

Heroes

There are no heroes anymore
They’ve all been washed away

Diluted by societal ways
They’ve been written about
Talked about
Dreamt about
But the real icons in the world want no recognition
No rewards
No mention of their name
Not a single aspect of their lives to change
Always a hero, without all the fame

As the Earth rotates on its axes
We frown upon the fear
Of those who sit by, idly watch
As their loves are lost and their hopes are crushed
Not everyone has the strength
The speed
The courage
To interfere in the doings of others
And those who do are forgotten
In less than fifteen
Yet cheer for them
For they are remnants of a forgotten day

To be the one who gets the points
You have to play the villain now
Shock and revolt, tainted souls
Earning fame by making them cringe
If you can only do what they would never try
You will be admonished
Until they recant, repent and change
You will always be the same

There are no heroes anymore
They’ve all been washed away

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~ by Chris Hibbard on November 3, 2008.

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