True heroes are not sportsmen or sportswomen though some with that would not agree
And true heroes are not wealthy power brokers with a strong sense of I, myself and me,
'No' true heroes are the under class battlers whose battle is against the odds
The poor and the forgotten fringe dwellers and the people frowned on by the Gods.
True heroes not Hollywood starlets or president or king or queen
And nothing is written about them in Newspaper and magazine
They are seen as the under achievers by those who have tainted the name of success
Those who believe that the influence of money is the only key to happiness.
True heroes live in the poor suburbs the working poor and those on welfare
They keep keeping on through the hard times and battle the ghosts of despair
It's so true that many must grow poorer just to create one new millionaire
And don't tell me that in war as in love that everything in life is fair.
True heroes in many ways powerless as they struggle up life's steep incline
And they don't dine in upper class restaurants and drink the most expensive wine
The odds seem heavily stacked against them yet bravely they keep keeping on
And only the truest of heroes keep hoping when all hope seems gone.
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