Ok, This is officially my first entry in the Loonatics Unleashed category, but I have just recently become fond of the show.
This is a poem that I had to write for my English class, focused around the subject "I want to fly"
I, being the complex thinker i tend to be, decided to go against normality and do a poem about my favorite character from the show, Rev Runner!
Basicaly, it's a poem from Rev's POV about how it was like living in Acmetropolis, you could say before he got his powers, or not...the point is at this time he can not fly (with or without rocketboots)
Disclaimer:
Me: Hey Rev, you know I own you right?
Rev: Actually-Sye-you-only-think-you-own-me-beacuse-you-have-recently-discovered-the-show-I'm-in-and-have-"fallen-in-love"-with me. Even-though-I'm-a-cartoon-bird-so-maybe-you-should-just-be-checked-into-a-mental-hospital-or-something. I-don't-know-you-should-go-ask-Tech! He's-really-smart-and-good-at-these-things-though-you-can't-really-do-that-because-you-don't-own-him-either-and-He's—
Me: OK REV! You don't have to rub it in my face! I know I don't own any of you! Warner Brothers does! GOSH! (storms away)
Rev: ...Gee-was-it-something-I-said?
(you catch the drift: I don't Own)
Slow Motion
Run, Run, Run
That's all I ever do
Faster, Faster
That's my cue
Talk fast, never slow
Running all around
Zip, zap, snip, snap
I run along the ground
I get tired of this life down here
Along the pavement of the city
Always running, always faster
Always keeping busy
Busy, Busy
Faster, Faster
Run, Run, Run
I look up
Through the towers everywhere
I look at the sky
I long for the air
Free of this accursed city
Stopping my running all about
I spread my wings and look up above
I just got to get out!
With a powerful jump from my strong legs
The legs I've used to run
I kick off my sky journey
I enter the realm of the sun
High I soar
Up, Up, Up
Above the sky scrapers and city streets
People down there watching me
While they sit back in their seats
I fly around with my wings
Through the clouds and into the sunlight
I close my eyes and breathe fresh air
How wonderful it is to take flight
Down below
I look to the ground
I gasp out loud
What have I found?
Little peoples moseying along
Standing in a long flowing crowd
Cars like beetles creeping silently
What happened to the loud?
Faster, Faster
I fly frantically
Trying to find the movement, the sound
I think my world has frozen over
But then I look around
No one has stopped
As was my previous notion
The hustle, the bustle, and all the commotion
It now moves smooth and glides like lotion
The world down below is in
Slow Motion
Darkness
The backs of my eyelids are all I see
I wake up
Open my eyes
What's there in front of me?
Staring at the sky above
I sigh
It was a dream
A dream I shall forever love
To dream of flight, a wonderful thing
As I lay unconscious on the ground
I slipped and fell in my run
No one helped me, I look around
Busy, Busy
Faster, Faster
Run, Run, Run
I look
Up, Up, Up
And give another sigh
I wish for sleep to return to me
I know
I want to fly
P.s. Please forgive me if this is "amatur-ish" . I'm not much of a poem writer (shrug)