My Superpower

By Rahul Sapra

My power is to write,

Write what’s wrong

Everything that looks right

Just on the outside.

I sure can express

Emotions of grief, sorrow or happiness

To illustrate a soul

That has made his life a mess.

I can reach to people

With words good or bad

Emotions happy or sad

Making their stomachs tickle.

To some writing is a tool

But it’s my superpower

As I felt afraid to speak

But fearlessly write.

Not only that

But I love my power

To give purpose to my empty sheet

To give purpose from my blot of ink.