TPAC Alexander Coppedge

Rookie - 413 Points (June 25,1954 / Warrenton, North Carolina)

My Hero - Poem by TPAC Alexander Coppedge

Let me tell, about my hero, he stripped clothes to be him, he was a writer; he had daily job in life: a paper man.
Altered personality, one bent steel, the other typed, a giant and a meek beloved: writer he's a common man.

They didn't drink liquor, smoke or curse, no drugs, or pills and musk; humble: both lives brave and true.
They to save lives, dreams and some truths, no noise heard about tasks they do: a fighter and chaser of fear.

At work, no one suspected him, behind specs, he to them humble; he was gentle and mild manner stuff.
Other leap tall buildings, him to run fast pass trains; flies beyond any aircraft; him to venture space range.

Rescue both trademark, he is known as Kent, suited as him flaming red; starless blue: all clear imprint.
If you seek a hero, you to relate, I suggest he who became him, remember Kent; his secret state.

Kent wasn't like us, dual existence, a perfect man; no mere mortal, just loyal: him Superman.

Topic(s) of this poem: inspirational

Form: Prose Poem

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Note. Project Endurance; Dream Walkers: A true story. Someone told me, you couldn't get harm in sleep: I got a second opinion with this dream. I wish it was a fantasy. Dream was before the movie. Since childhood had these ' very interesting' encounters periodically in my life.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, June 3, 2016

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