(for Matt Thornton)
His greatest challenge isn’t kryptonite
Or Mr. Luthor’s latest ruthless scheme.
It isn’t falling from a lunar height
Or being on a troubled superteam.
For Superman, the challenge is to seem,
In a world full of weaklings, slow and frail,
One of us, not in any way extreme.
Clark Kent is always just about to fail—
And, if he does, then Terran types will wail
The lamentations feared by superears.
Broken by accident, they’ll rise to rail
Against him, supercause of all their tears.
The thanks I offer him are vast and free:
He hasn’t yet annihilated me.