(Written in the wake of my son watching yet another one of those superhero films. Wondering what they tell us about our culture and our aspirations. And being a curmudgeon.)
Tonight I am special
The atomic spider bit deep and now
I top the bill of this everyday freak show
looking down from height, my laser vision
scanning for photogenic girls to
save from the clutch of some comic-cut villains
because every empire needs a
convenient kind of evil
to scare the children to their bed and
the parents to their polling booths
Tomorrow I will be ordinary
I will commute through the same crowds as the crowd
all of us on our way to work in shops to earn money
to spend in other shops and if we are lucky
a little will be left for some compensatory
distraction. A movie perhaps?
We can watch the gods up there in their plastic palaces.
Fearing this truth:
that if we are all extraordinary
then none could ever be a super
and who would want a world like that?