superhero+genre+1

Heroes Against Time Where are the heroes? Don’t look for them here. Gone are the heroes, The glittering gods that once Stood so tall. Against time Even the mighty fall. Corruption is like A poisonous snake, Nobility has fallen From its’ bite. Has righteousness been replaced, For relate ability? The Golden Age of heroes As long since past. Where heroes Would make people cheer Instead of now When they’re just pages In a book. The Silver Age Is gone save from memory. Pseudo science is no longer The answer to adventure’s call. No more humor and wonder In science that cannot be proven. The Dark Age came, Like Rolling Thunder Roaring about Like a wounded beast. The veil of the divine and god, Has been pierced in this time. God has been brought To the field of print. To emulate The two behemoths More creators came to existence. Champions who fought alone Were born from them. And grit and grime have covered, The shining armor of a hero. But now we are Here and now An age without a name And without hope. Heroes no longer Unstoppable forces Of justice. Now their only use Is to be bought and sold. A pity what has become To the champions of old. The stars have been Outshined In an age of greed. Only few remain to the ideals Of good, The steel man The knight of darkness The warrior queen. They have not yet Given up the fight. They still wish for the world That a child can play in dark and light. So hope and wish that they succeed, Unbreakable figures of will Who combat greed. So you may again dream of a time When man and hero stand side by side.