This is another poem for Writer’s Island – I decided to take their other two prompts of transformation and alter ego and write one poem for both of them. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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He can never know. He can never know
the face behind this mask I wear; I’ve made
my choice and with it I must now live. I
can never give away that I was once
his idol, his Superman, the same who
walked out of our house in shame as Pops yelled
after me, telling me never to dare
darken home’s door again. I can only
hover as a distant friend to save him
from impetuous peril – his temper
is not unlike mine. I find that this mask,
this suit, and this car all give me behind
mystery a license to still be his
older brother, for he can never know.
So let them all see this other self, this
“Racer X” as they call me, into which
I transform before every race – for
as far as it concerns them, Rex Racer
is forever dead. Speed must never know;
I trust that you will keep my secret.
Written 6/16/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
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oh this one was fun.. i have never watched the cartoon in question,, but it doesn’t seem as tho it is necessary as the story told here is so complete….
Thank you paisley.
I think my favorite character in the cartoon is Racer X. So mysterious. Of course, the movie better reveals who he is and why he wears the mask.
-Nicole