They rule the day.
They fight the foe,
Don't run away.
They hack and leap
And swing and jump.
They fight the evil.
Win. Fist pump.
The world is safe
Another night.
They're ready for
Another fight.
But what of when
Our hero's old?
His muscles gone?
His story told?
What happens to
the hero then,
When people say
"Remember when..."?
All heroes must
Grow old in time.
They cannot always
stop the crime.
And though it's sad
To see them go.
We love them but
It's time. We know.
But soon one more
Will come along.
And lead us in
Our fighting song.
New heroes rise
They rule the day.
They fight the foe,
Don't run away.
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