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paper heroes
by Jonathan
the blues and reds and greens and gold
and purple
filled by fleshly mold
of muscle pumped by nature's grace
and rad'yoactive interface
or extra-planetary org
or birth on island
vulcan's forge
whatever story makes one great
a super-hero does to sate
the need for better things to come
than parents
siblings
everyone
who makes us do what we would not
or makes us take the lower cot
or clean that stupid plate
for what?
so open motuhs will be clamped shut?
and then they call it such a waste
to read those pages in our taste
but paper heroes would we need
if real ones were to intercede
and parents did as well they ought
when Love in flesh each one so taught
so let the children love their art
and we, grown, cherish every part
until we're perfect, clothed in white
all-merficul, all-knowing
right