In Metropolis, the city of steel and might,
A hero soars through the sky, a beacon of light.
His cape trails behind him, a red and blue streak,
As he fights for truth, justice, and the meek.
With eyes that blaze like the sun at high noon,
He scans the horizon, seeking out a new boon.
A cry for help, a call to arms,
His duty is clear, his resolve unwavering and calm.
He dives through the air, faster than a bullet,
His fists a blur, as he thwarts each villainous culprit.
With superhuman strength, he bends steel with ease,
And his powers seem endless, no foe can appease.
But beneath the mask of the hero, a man is revealed,
A heart of gold, a love that is sealed.
For Lois, his dear one, he would give his all,
To protect her from harm, to heed her call.
Superman, the symbol of hope and might,
A legend that shines through the darkest of night.
His spirit lives on, a champion for all,
As he fights for justice, for humanity's call.
