A True Hero - Poem by Nicholas Turner
He flies in the sky,
High and Higher.
As he flies
He see's danger in the mist of an eye,
And responds within a second.
When he is on the ground,
You can't see him,
For he is traveling fast.
We he goes to pick up an object,
It is a car.
He is very strong,
Or as it seems.
He can shoot fire from his eyes.
Burn up things in the blink of an eye,
You wouldn't know what happened.
He can freeze things up with his breath.
It is as cold as ice,
Freezing everything in sight.
He can hear a pin dropp from a mile away.
He has superhearing,
He can hear the call of helpless citizens in need of saving.
He runs to the rescue,
For it is his job.
But he doesn't consider it one,
More on the lines of community service.
He blows a tornado right out of the sky with is super breath,
Making it disappear like it was never there in a second.
This is the work of a True Hero.
Saving by night,
and working by day,
and of course saving by day and night.
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