In a street with warning signs,
I begin a story.
As hope and happiness
Dogs bark and the lights flicker
And the mind begins to orchestrate
The flow of an impulse
That goes through the heart
Twitching fingers and sound heartbeats.
A man will wake up in distress
Forgetting what happened the previous night.
A newspaper will post a story about safety
As a cape never worn would fade away.
People are funny, one will say over tea
So is humanity, for there isn't anymore,
Another would believe.
A woman would pack a box with tight fingers
Hiding anger and impulse
Digesting them with smiles.
And all will end with another dusk.
As a man would step out,
Restoring a woman's faith
Keeping in sight the warning sign,
A drunk man will land safely in the bed, shrugged
As a street would sleep through a hero's story.
And masks will rule the paper again.
Maybe the world isn't ready to know yet.
But women wear capes too.