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Metropolis. For five long years the world has stared into the sky， waiting， hoping and praying for his return. We've spent our days asking where he went， debating why he left and wondered is he even alive. Perhaps he left us for another world， a world in peril， a world ier need of a saviour. Is it selfish desire him for ourselves? Are we expected to share the man we?ve e to love or did we do something wrong?
Did we take him franted? Perhaps we did. Maybe we all did， it's not our fault. We are far from super. Yet a mother will accept her children regardless of their misfortunes. Why have you rejected us for ours? Perhaps we?re a lost cause unworthy of help and doomed to tinue on a path of self-destru. He has moved on， helping others with a foreseeable future of pead harmony.
From the first day he mysteriously appeared we were enamoured. He seemed too good to be true. A man who could fly， see through walls， bend steel with his bare hands. A man who never lied. A man who could do anything he wao yet he chose to be a hero. He chose to fight for truth， justid the Ameri way， And we chose to believe. we put our faith， not in the hands of God， but in the hands of another Lives were not saved by any kind of diviervention， miracle or act of God. they were saved by one man， and one man only， our Superman. We didn?t question his iions and other than a few basic facts we didn't question his unbelievable ins. When did he actually arrive? Where did he live? Where did he get that suit? It didn't matter. He was good， and good for us and that was enough.
A new geion of children have grown up idolising this hero， proud to wear a cape and run around the family home. We wele Superman into our homes and family. He was a quintessential Ameri. A role model for our children and the guardian of their lives. Does a hero walk out on his family? Walk away from his children? After letting us place our hopes on him， his disappearance must be seen nothing short of abando. A dereli of duty. er that a parent abandoning a child， a doctor walking out on their patient. We must ask our selves if Supermaurned would we wele him back? Could he heal the scars he left behind? The city is in pain， its citizens angry， hurt and unfiving. We have learned from our bad judgement， and we are not prepared to make the same mistake again.
It would take more than one man to reuhe people. He is lost our trust， he betrayed us. He turned his us ba us and walked away. We would have to question his motives for his return. Why after all this time he would return? From the very beginning we labelled him as a man. We evehe word it his titled - Superman.
Yet he was not a man. He was not even human. We expected an alien to share the same feelings， emotions， beliefs and principles. Were the words truth and justice a sed language to him? Perhaps， we were fools to believe he would uand the true meaning of words such as trust， loyalty or love.
What is a hero anyway? Does one has to have superpowers， special abilities or incredible talent to be a siderable one? Well that's what we?ve beeo believe. Superman led us tet our real heroes. What happeo the firemen， poli， teachers， social workers or local figure that used to be sidered a hero in our unities?