The comic book has made it to the screen en masse
To satisfy the literary tastes
Of the unliterary class.
We are informed as to how
The flying fighting jumping men
Masked and hooded and universally attired
In colored capes and tights,
Equipped with lumpy torsos, acumen
To perceive whatever might be required
To defend our liberty and human rights,
Have come to be.
We are entertained to see
Their unfortunate psychology.
How tragedy propelled
Each superficial super guy
Out of an ordinary destiny
Into adventure, shapely gals,
Fame and admiration and anonymity.
Considering, for each of us,
How life can make a nasty fuss,
It seems to me
Surprisingly
How empty the skies can be
Of costumed men leaping, popping,
Up and down, hopping
Like the mythic manic copasetic human flea.