Standing Up

When i flipped the pages,
I saw nothing but black and white.
I begged to see some grey areas.

I noted that each character had a face of strain,
of great difficulty,
but never once contempt.

I watched them drown under the stripes.
Each gasp or attack a result in murder.
Over powering the punctuation mark after fear.
But where were thier guns?
thier weapons?
It was only thier action to take a stand that was completely lethal.
They needed nothing.
They were heros.
They only wanted an idea of what they could do....
......if they so pleased.

And even though the odds are always against them.
An idea to stand up.
At all costs.