Hannah K.

Heroes

Today grave news my fellow man
We’re no longer on top
It seemed for us God had a plan
Turns out it was a flop
                
A new generation is born
Better than you and I
Already they’re feeling forlorn
Outcasts from their own kind

And one can fly just like a bird
Another can’t be seen
Their insane claims will not be heard
By any human being

The mistake’s in their DNA
Says the geneticist
We’ll need to keep these devils at bay
Call in the exorcist

A man’s erasing memories
The fight for supremacy begins
Against us human enemies
Heroes will someday win

Alliances they shift and change
The flying man is dead
It’s secret now the war they wage
The end is up ahead

A guy with fire at his command
Blows up when he feels hurt
So now the world that’s in his hands
Will be blasted to dirt

Only cockroaches are left alive
After heroes and humans fall
Creatures of God meant to survive
It was them on top after all





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