In a world of costumed heroes,
fighting dark cloaked villains
who hold the world to ransom,
would you trust your fate to the musclebound;
to the spandex bruisers
who counter crime with fisticuffs?
Or would you curse the vigilantes
and seek to rid the city streets
of every garishly garbed Samson
who smashes doors and windows in pursuit
of truth and justice?
Would you say enough's enough?
And what if you possessed the power?
Would you patrol the skies
and put your life on the line,
with only a mask between you and your nemesis?
Or would you choose to cheat
and misuse your gift, for personal gain?
In a world of frail humans,
fighting bureaucrats and dullards
who are too inept to be malign,
do you trust your fate to the hidebound;
to the suited and the booted
who counter crime with mere disdain?
