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When I lived in the hospital Once a week a woman came and read to me Then I read to her And every week she asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up I always answered With all the seriousness of a little boy Who wanted to one day be a man Could muster “I am going to be a super hero” The kind that can control the forests so I could build everyone houses Or be like Jesus with the fishes so no one would ever be hungry I wanted to be strong like my father was I wanted to be brave I told her how I was happy for the chemotherapy Because nuclear radiation usually only makes villains Told her How after the nurses injected me My body felt like fire And how I hoped it would give me the power to control my body temperature That way If I ever held anyone They would never have to be cold And if you asked me now What I want to be when I grow up I’d tell you I still want to be a super hero I want to fight back the darkness With all the strength of the sun Or wrestle your demons Or talk to animals Even if it was just bunny rabbits I’d find use for it But I can’t do any of those things I know we never become what we thought we would when we were kids I don’t have a skylight calling me to action Or extra senses alerting me to danger I barely have my normal senses I do have this though A super power I call a cell phone It’s always on And I’ll always answer Because I at least got enough presence To keep you from falling asleep alone And enough spark in my heart to set my words on fire Enough soul in the songs that I sing To keep you from leaving again Enough fat on my bones that I’m comfy to lay with So if you’re lonely Or tired If you need a ride home Or want me to back you in a fist fight Or just need a friend I have this magical thing that I call an ear Mine It listens so well So pick up your super power I call a cell phone And call me
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Jun 30, 2011
Jun 30, 2011 at 1:12 AM UTC
I Still Want to be a Super Hero
When I lived in the hospital Once a week a woman came and read to me Then I read to her And every week she asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up I always answered With all the seriousness of a little boy Who wanted to one day be a man Could muster “I am going to be a super hero” The kind that can control the forests so I could build everyone houses Or be like Jesus with the fishes so no one would ever be hungry I wanted to be strong like my father was I wanted to be brave I told her how I was happy for the chemotherapy Because nuclear radiation usually only makes villains Told her How after the nurses injected me My body felt like fire And how I hoped it would give me the power to control my body temperature That way If I ever held anyone They would never have to be cold And if you asked me now What I want to be when I grow up I’d tell you I still want to be a super hero I want to fight back the darkness With all the strength of the sun Or wrestle your demons Or talk to animals Even if it was just bunny rabbits I’d find use for it But I can’t do any of those things I know we never become what we thought we would when we were kids I don’t have a skylight calling me to action Or extra senses alerting me to danger I barely have my normal senses I do have this though A super power I call a cell phone It’s always on And I’ll always answer Because I at least got enough presence To keep you from falling asleep alone And enough spark in my heart to set my words on fire Enough soul in the songs that I sing To keep you from leaving again Enough fat on my bones that I’m comfy to lay with So if you’re lonely Or tired If you need a ride home Or want me to back you in a fist fight Or just need a friend I have this magical thing that I call an ear Mine It listens so well So pick up your super power I call a cell phone And call me
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Jun 30, 2011
Jun 30, 2011 at 1:12 AM UTC
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