Illusory Power Source

growing up and realising the world might not be as peaceful as it seemed

People would tell me all the time

Don't worry, kid, you will survive

And recently I've come to realise

How lucky I am to have the world's evil stay in disguise

It's hard not to be an optimist

When you're written down on the privileged list

Inside a life sized safe room

That keeps away most forms of doom

It's tricky to have such a positive mentality

Trusting the universe faithfully

'Cause superhero's complex is a thing

And it might overdevelop in a blink

Problem with that is...

To contain superpowers in a safe room is a hit and miss

The exit sign will eventually appear

Opening you up to a new atmosphere

Overflown with pain

Filled with a population that has every reason to go insane

What could possibly be so different about us

Apart from the fact I made the odds' favored cut

Complicated to say the least

When the truth is released

And you finally understand

Those so called iron fists were nothing but a set of hands...

Reviews

[Kimiko Watson]

This is lovely. You are very talented.

[Chip Murison]

Wow! Really great. Hats off- bravo!
The last line is powerful.

[Isabella Ivy]

'Those so called fists were nothing but a set of hands.' Great words. Lots of great words! I.I.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right.
"When the truth is released
And you finally understand
Those so called iron fists were nothing but a set of hands..."
The world above are true. Just men run the world. Like us. Will get old and die. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry. You made me think today.
Coyote

[Giulia King]

I love this poem! So right and powerful

[wordman]

interesting write,and you`re right