Superficial Hero
Handsome Hero, Show your muscles, show us every tooth .... Show your confidence, show your
bones.
Utilize uproar, banish the Rebels' Riot, and with luck she'll implore you take her home.
He's a handsome hero: - Lavish golden curls, the baby blue eyes, costly coat of magenta,
and in his mind - An ambiguous agenda.
Handsome Hero smiles for the attention, and on any headline he'll die for a mention.
Famous for defending the conservation of dogma, and yet infamous to some as overzealous.
His weapon is his front - Countenance of a warrior to defeat the Russian Army in seconds.
His glory he misunderstands; his intentions only personally grand.
And yet he has the role of preservation, and the respect of the American masses.
His speeches sell tainted ambiguous alibis, and yet I know of his subliminal message.
My instant interpretation is he is a man of many masks, a man of terrible tasks.
His worse fault is far from overzealousness - This man is landed from the Land of
Lionesses - The Land of Doomed Death!
And now the fate of our world is in his hands .... Regroup the Rebels' Riot , And for his
abolition fight until your last breath ...
Oh, how we are discerned and deceived, by nothing more than a front ... But the man was
dangerous, a deadly double agent - And only in his death do we rest.
And now in such deadly danger, have the masses learned?
Will they say the Rebels' Riot yearns for attention, and say he's a Handsome Hero?
Or will the evidence piece in perfect union, and a revelation of a Superficial Hero?
Copyright © Jordan Adorno | Year Posted 2007
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