When I was a kid of seven or eight
Comic books were my life passion
Superman stood at the top of the list
He rescued the world in fine fashion
Superman was born on Krypton
Kal-El was his name at birth
With Krypton facing destruction
A rocket ship brought him to Earth
The baby was found in a Kansas field
By Martha and Jonathan Kent
They named their miracle Clark
Not knowing what rearing him meant
Clark Kent grew up a reporter
In Metropolis for the Daily Planet
Mild-mannered, even timid and shy
He actually had muscles of granite
Clark Kent, in disguise, was Superman
He had such astonishing power
He could lift up a train or a semi truck
Or fly off to Mars in an hour
He also had X-ray vision
He heard whispers from miles away
Machine gun bullets bounced off his chest
He could rebuild Hoover Dam in a day
Lois Lane was Clark’s fellow reporter
She loved and adored Superman
She had no inkling that he was Clark Kent
Clark, she thought — just a flash in the pan
Superman fought evil and injustice
Gangsters and Nazis and thugs
He saved the lives of the innocent
And conquered bad dealers of drugs
This hero had many arch-enemies
Brainiac, Bizarro, General Zod
The most fearsome of all was Lex Luthor
A billionaire known for his fraud
Kryptonite was Superman’s frailty
One dose, he’d be nauseous and weak
This debris had travelled from Krypton
That’s why it made Superman meek
Superman never murdered the villains
It’s because he was noble and good
He strove to make Earth a better place
And showed us that all of us could
There was much that we learned from Superman
He gave us a model for living
I know we’ll never be as super as he
But we can be more brave and more giving
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