Marvel Superhero
Verdant rage,
Lurking in the depths of his soul,
Gives rise to a hulking figure of green.
The anger builds as his muscles tense,
Ready to unleash his might
Against anyone who would dare to stand in his way.
His skin crackles and sparks with power,
As his strength increases with each passing moment.
His eyes are wild with fury,
His fists ready to strike.
Nothing can stand in his path,
Not even the mightiest of foes.
He is the lord of rage,
The king of the green,
The Hulk.
For "Marvel Superhero or Supervillain" contest sponsored by
Robert James Liguori
Copyright © C.W. Bryan | Year Posted 2023
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