Poem- Shooting down Superman

Shooting down Superman




Flying high in the air

My sight distracted by him

Revolutionary

Passionate



Are you my strength,

are you my weakness


flying high,

Destroying everything a normal man should love




My gun poised.

Looking through my sight.



My dreams of a normal life;  a normal man


I'm a blue-collar worker.  I come home to a loving wife.  I come home to a home.



I put down the gun.  Look up to Superman.




Land.

Land.