there is this man

there is nary a cloaked knight

nor a humveee driver 
or an ace in the cockpit
those heroes are extinct

there is this man, plain, simple and troubled
clouds as they float overhead
bringing undecipherable tidings each day
and the darkness in their wake 
untold tales,  unforgettable nightmares

vision's play
nor agitated mind's

if a wall is built
between vision and mind
the construct will wither
you, me, life, humanity
so this man says