By Cody Claassen
Silver begets Bronze
just as mother births child;
a cycle continues,
staying the same and yet changing everything.
Whimsical fantasy shifts into gritty noir
that taint everything with a realism
not yet experienced in this day and age.
A legacy is dirtied, a hero dissloved,
and respect for the future
A beacon emerges
flooding existence with its emerald, ethereal glow
and thunderous lightening applauds its coming
Icons from the past usurp the darkness
that simplicity and innocence still have a place.
Heroes made, Heroes, died, and Heroes reborn
Forever a cycle of continuity.