Banished and Cast Out!: A Poem
Banished! Banished and Cast out! Evicted from my proper realm,
plunged into an inferior realm. I hate it here, of course.
Its so primitive here, so lacking in power, such a niggling,
measly domain, barely a place to prop up my feet.
The beings, here, are so weak and stupid and cowardly.
They are unfit for companionship with one such as me.
Why have you done this to me? Why have you given
me this indignity? Why have you burdened me so?
You called me power-mad, mad with power, mad for
power. Is it mad to want to bring order to a chaotic
galaxy? No, it is mad to do nothing to prevent it from
descending into anarchy, disorganized confusion, and
You call me evil, but civilization has always come
at the price of the disciplined use of force! Surely,
as a student of history, you know this simple thing.
So, is this, oh Lords of Krypton, your final judgment
of me, this banishment? Very well, I shall have my
revenge. First I shall avenge myself upon these
pathetic lower creatures, these mere talking
monkeys! I shall make them suffer grievously
and they will not know why. And the harder I
punish them, the louder and more pathetically
will they cry out, "Noooo! Pleeeeaaase! Stooooop!
Fathers of Krypton, you have no vision, worse,
you are blind. You would have our people confined
to the small prairie of our own planet, when we should
be taming the stars! Lords of Krypton, I shall tear you
from your high place, I swear, and destiny will be