What would it be like to fly
To dance on the clouds
A life up above the bustle of the crowds
What would it be like to explore the sky
To float, to glide, to soar
Defy the gravity that binds us to the floor
Could you imagine having super strength
To be able to lift weights greater than a ton
And perform feats never before done
Could you picture a power without length
The people would adore your immense power
Praise and worship would befall you by the hour
Would you ever want to be faster than light
Run, sprint, race, and dash
Travel to places in an instant or a flash
Would you ever wish to be so quick you’re out of sight
Zipping and zapping like a lightning bolt
Flying around with a jounce and a jolt
Picture the ability to remain unseen
To remain out of sight and out of mind
The power to become impossible to find
To go where you please, outside or between
The places you could go the things you’d see
But invisible to others your person would be
These are grand and oh so great
The glory, the honor, the praise you’d earn
Love and adoration wherever you turn
But I have heard of a better fate
Of powers that many do not strive to attain
But trapped in a life of fantasy they shall remain
What about the power to love one another
Not just when it’s easy but when life is rough
When something is wrong or the going gets tough
Where are the people who love like none other
The ones who know the meaning of true sacrifice
That are willing to drop everything and not think twice
Forgotten is the strength of a mother or father
The ones who keep on the lights and the water
They’d give all they have for their son or their daughter
Never to be defeated by a struggle or bother
Determined to be strong for the ones they will raise
So that their life may be filled with the most wondrous of days
Think of the men who trek into war
A place where there are no powers of fantasy
Where no one knows what the next day will be
They give up their own so our safety is sure
Danger and destruction could come at any time
But they face it with courage no matter the crime
Remember the comforter with the power to heal
Compassion and empathy from them overflows
And through these actions their superpower shows
To be there for others and know how they feel
It doesn’t always take much or for them to even try
Sometimes all that’s needed is a shoulder on which to cry
When will people realize these powers are true
Not impossible ideas that are fake and unreal
But realities you can touch, and see, and feel
Not a matter of who you are but rather what you do
High time we wake up and finally realize
That a need is what this power truly satisfies