Tonight's Poet Corner: To Be A Superhero

To Be A Superhero
by Belinda Roddie

To be a superhero,
I need good shoes,
a jacket to brave the cold,
and some spring in my step.

I need the cash to buy the guy
sleeping on the curb a coffee
and a croissant to tide him over.

I need the right words to
console a crying student during
a rough day after class.

I need a cellphone to dial
helpline numbers or check on
friends as needed.

I need an arm fit for serving
at the soup kitchens and shoulders
strong enough to load boxes
at the food drive.

Notice that I didn't mention a
cape or a mask or spandex.

And no, I don't need anyone
I "rescue" to remember my name.



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