When we were young
We grew up with extravagant tales of masked men in fantastic costumes fighting against evil no matter what the cost.
And our dreams were to emulate them.
We talked about what abilities we wanted but underneath that desire for power was the understanding that you would use your gifts for the good of the people.
In time we matured and learned that the evils we had only read about before were based on truths happening in our reality.
The time came for us to step up and I was stunned when few did.
Now I sit back and wonder
The entire time did you ever care about the ideals or was it always about power.
At what point did you let them win?
At what point did the Joker steal your smile?