High Road Low Art - a poem

Superhero stories are in abundance now, 

been in abundance for some time, for those in the know

but can't really pinpoint what all the fuss is about

for so-and-so's who seem to be in the know.

Don't get it, why silly entertainments are given

such low credence, and people bite their thumbs

as though Shakespeare were last word on art

or DaVinci, or so on.

But if it stopped there, if art wasn't meant to expand

or welcome in a huddled mass, what point would it have

to just exist for the nose stuck up in the air and effect

people who didn't dream just the way that the average one

feels.

Superheroes speak volumes in simplest terms to heroism,

and daring-do, and all that other silly nonsense,

ultra violence to be sure, but simple stories, simply told

so that kids, and adults alike might enjoy a moment

to laugh and shut down and escape.

Don't get why this isn't acceptable, and why we can't love

nonsense, and the "art" too. For there is validity in making

things that speak so much, for so many ,and don't lock out

a populace who isn't in the know. Why can't I write

next hottest book, that sells millions, and gives majority 

of people an escape to taken.

Surely, this is fair, that comic books, and motion pictures

can be suitable for the poorest of citizens, and not just the elite

for it is still art. For is it not harder to write for acceptance

of the many, than for just those that stick up noses to take

in the wafting cynicism.

Superheroes enjoy both, create all, and don't belittle someone

for enjoying what they can enjoy of art, in its varied shapes

and its varied sizes.