I sit here inside this memory
surrounded by things I thought I knew.
Superman capes and detective eyeglasses
I never knew the secrets you kept.
Those dark shadows that lingered behind
you when you would go quiet and blank.
Today I heard the truth about your onyx past
I heard it in whispers at the corner coffee shop.
You’re background was far from an adventure movie
You’re childhood far from a Science Fiction.
I now admire you more than I ever did before
For the make believe family tree you had to create
In order to be the wonderful man you would become.