melted

superproud, a superpower

if the world was full of superheroes
i wonder if i would be one of them
or just another passerby
worried for their safety as evil swoops by
can superman catch himself in midair
before he crushes someone under his feet?
i would not be a reporter in that world
there are no accolades worth endangering yourself
when you are a reporter
you expect stories of others, not of yourself
i would not be a superhero in that world
and if i was, i would discover my powers
fifty years too late
opening a cupboard, something mundane
is being jejune a superpower?
i suppose i would be the best friend
for in my mind, being super proud
of all of those people
the passerby and the superheroes and the reporters
perhaps even the evil
they are all contributing to this clockwork society
pride in this world, where unordinary is ordinary
would be the best superpower of all
for even in this world
where superpowers are seen as exactly that
pride in each other is hard to come by
maybe i can be a superhero today
by just being thankful
and being proud of each and every one of us
for making our own paths
wherever they may weave and cross, out and about
in these little corners of our shared universe.