Hero

Where have the heroes gone?
The Cry has been sent,
our clarion call begs:
“Where have they went?”

Our renegades missing,
we wallow in despair,
as the Searchers search
and repeat only: “where?”

We look to the sky,
to the Earth, to the Sea-
some cease their wondering,
of where they might be.

So continues this existence,
bleak as we toil,
many give up,
while others- they rage and they boil.

And the sickness grows
a mass-man condition,
each seeking their Messiah,
in a media audition.

So we pray in our circles,
sacred groves in the trees.
It is time to harken the Call
to eradicate, finally, our crippling disease!