Imperfect Hero

Boy with a cape

That man there is a hero

Laying down his pride

Taking a long way home

He has lost his lover to life’s ill-content

And spent his days between a bottle and a hard place

He has given up on his faith

Lost his reason for living

Grief breaks a man

Makes him a child again

Takes his good times and paints it with sadness

That man there is a hero

He has fought with his demons and lost

Taking a hold of his misery

Has a surrendered to the monster within

Yet he is a hero nonetheless

He refuses to bow his head

Or bend the knee.

He may surrender

Yet he has kept his hope

Like coffee: in a sturdy cup

That man there is a hero.

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