No One Cares About Superman

Ash Douglas #amwriting, blog, Moments, Poetry, Today... February 12, 2019February 13, 2019 1 Minute

I’ve saved the day…so many.
With a cape that’s now tattered and torn.
Bullets are starting to pierce me,
with an ego that’s badly worn.

I do not wear any more disguises,
for there’s no glory I ever sought to claim.
People still pass on by me,
and take no notice of this hero’s pain.

Go on and send up your beacon,
these wounds are barely healed.
From the kryptonite of being forgotten,
a power that strongly wields.

No one cares about Superman,
does he hurt, bleed, or even cry?
Only, until one day needs saving,
and he no longer wants to fly.

Published by Ash Douglas

Writer, Poet, Thinker, Paralegal, Miawpukek First Nations, GymLife, Runner, Bike Writer, & Pun Enthusiast I like my puns intended. ✍️ “I don’t claim to be a great writer, but I’m enjoying the journey of becoming one” View all posts by Ash Douglas

Published February 12, 2019February 13, 2019

9 thoughts on “No One Cares About Superman”

short-prose-fiction says:

February 12, 2019 at 7:09 pm

This is so beautiful and encapsulates so much pain! Great piece, Ash!

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1. Ash Douglas says:
  
  February 12, 2019 at 7:14 pm
  
  Thank you so much. I’m “super” glad you like it. 🙂
  
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  1. short-prose-fiction says:
    
    February 12, 2019 at 7:16 pm
    
    I love it, Ash! And I left a comment to your previous poem too. I guess WP ate it 🙂
    
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  2. Ash Douglas says:
    
    February 12, 2019 at 7:17 pm
    
    Oh really? Yeah, that’s strange I didn’t see. Thank you anyway as always.
    
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  3. short-prose-fiction says:
    
    February 12, 2019 at 7:18 pm
    
    You are welcome. I am going to have a talk with WP.
    
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floatinggold says:

February 13, 2019 at 9:41 am

Heartbreaking.
You clearly have that sort of experience. Hopefully one day a different superhero will come by and lift you up.

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1. Ash Douglas says:
  
  February 13, 2019 at 9:49 am
  
  Awe thanks, Goldie. I always feel better with a comment from you. Have a wonderful day.
  
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  1. floatinggold says:
    
    February 13, 2019 at 11:12 am
    
    You as well!
    
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I’ve saved the day…so many. With a cape that’s now tattered and torn. Bullets are starting to pierce me, with an ego that’s badly worn.

I do not wear any more disguises, for there’s no glory I ever sought to claim. People still pass on by me, and take no notice of this hero’s pain.

Go on and send up your beacon, these wounds are barely healed. From the kryptonite of being forgotten, a power that strongly wields.

No one cares about Superman, does he hurt, bleed, or even cry? Only, until one day needs saving, and he no longer wants to fly.

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