Super Abilities

I read the comic books, watch the T.V. shows, and I can’t help but dream

I want to be, just like that, with super abilities.

Fall in some toxic waste, find a mutant bug; any old fluke is fine.

If I change hue, that’s okay, just begin the storyline.

I want Super-Strength

I want the gift of flight

I wanna shoot fire from my hands.

Want to Teleport

 I want a giant brain

I wanna heal so very fast

I want Hyper-speed

I want a set of fangs

I wanna be more than I can be!…

With some extra luck, there’ll be villains too, full up with hate and greed.

Then I’ll be safe, set in stone, with career security.

In my hidden lair, deep underground, ready set for my cue

Put on the mask, hit the flames, your justice is overdue.

I want Acid Breath

I want some stretchy arms

I wanna rule the wind and rain.

Want to Camouflage

I want to conjure ice

I wanna shape-shift to anything.

I want X-ray eyes

I want skin of steel

I wanna be more than I can be!…

But that’s when I have to wake up

And smell the kryptonite.

Those heroes aren’t in the shake-up

They’re stuck in two-by-fives

My self-worth has gone and lifted

Feel cooler than batman

I Shouldn’t wish I was gifted

Cuz I already am!

Billy Greer Copyright 2010