WALLSTREETSUPERMAN

Superman sits alone His head in his hands - “The world’s slipping away... Through my fingers like sand. Always a crime being committed, I’m stopping all that I can stop. Sure, I can go fast, but... I’m already giving all I’ve got. And what about the children, All the homeless on the street? The people with nowhere to go, And not enough food to eat? And wars are being fought... Million’s of miles away; Too many lives being lost Every single day...” Superman sits alone A tear falling from his eye - “Nothing’s getting better, No matter how hard I try. This world is getting so heavy