We Love Our Heroes

A voice for the masses

A man that could build a bridge

We made him more than a man could be

To say he could falter was considered sacrilege

A hero can never be free


Crucified by your own peers

They once held you dear


We love our heroes until they fall

Then we are the first ones to cast the stone

We love our heroes more when they die

Then we are the first ones to mourn and cry


Broken down and ridiculed

Fallen off your pedestal

We laughed about the tales of your failure

And when our hero passed away

We all turned around to say

“the deepest respect for your grandeur”


Those who have mocked you for years

Cry crocodile tears