Superhero

He stands tall today,
With his hands held high.
To proclaim his chivalry,
On the edge of the sky.

Who is this man?
What makes him so proud?
The bond on his wrists,
A protective shroud.

He cares too much.
But doesn't put it on a show.
A good man is a good man,
For all he knows.

He might not be your hero,
You might not see him that ray.
But when thunders come roaring,
He will be your shining ray.

Have you ever seen a superhero?
Or that is what they say.
Well, I see him in the mirror.
For the brother I am today.