a real hero

If you fly from above,
If you run from afar,
If you swoop in from nowhere,
Or drive invisible cars,

If you leap buildings,
In only one bound,
If you have super fast legs,
Or ears like a hound,

If you come from mars,
Or far distant lands,
Can you really save us,
Is it really in your hands?

Can anyone help us?
No matter their height,
No matter their power,
In the dead of the night?

Not any heroes,
No, not our idols,
We patiently wait for them,
Stagnant and idle,

We sit still in our chairs,
As hell rages around us,
Sipping our sweet tea,
And not making a fuss,

Hoping others will come,
Clad in bright tights,
To save our poor neighbors,
From their horrible plights,

We see those in need,
The dirty, the poor,
We see where they sleep,
In the shelter of a door,

They eat what they can,
They sleep on the street,
We speed by them quickly,
Without even a peep,

We shy from their touch,
Swiftly dropping them change,
Wondering if humans,
Can also catch mange,

We stick up our noses,
Look to the sky,
Wash clean our hands,
Pretend to be shy,
Clean our nice suits,
For the thirtieth time,
And look on them with hate,
As if standing were crime,

“Lets send them a check”,
We all claim we say,
Whatever’s left over,
At the end of the day,

No, I do not belittle you,
Continue to give,
Just once in awhile,
Come see where they live,

Come and touch it,
Come feel and taste,
Yes see what they do,
See they are not a waste,

Get your hands dirty,
Leave home your briefcase,
Come and see this problem,
Look it full in the face,

“I’m waiting for others”,
Don’t you dare say,
The only change that can happen,
Can happen today,

It takes one to start a fight,
To start a band, or a club,
So lets have just one,
Who will step up in love.