Supers

This is humanity's error. Never put all your hope in one person, or one class. Don't assume any group is innocent, or better. All are fallible. Do you think us happy? The world might look like paradise now, but I don't know if what I'm seeing is even real! Or if reality is being bent around me. Or maybe my mind is being pressed one way or another. Talk about your headfuck.

We grub in the dirt, working to maintain their lifestyle, while they squander their abilities on whims and trifles.

Supers. Ugh. They think themselves gods. Could gods be so corrupt? Maybe. They, too, can do whatever they want. Without consequence.

Some still see them as saviours, like I used to. Catching bad guys. Giving us all hope. That we could be better. The world could be better.

It was nothing to them to take control, establish a regime with themselves firmly at the top. Hardly anyone dared dissent, and those who did were made brutal examples. A few of us resist, as pointless as it is. We're sure to lose. What hope do we have against them after all? Sometimes I catch myself thinking, would it really be so bad to submit? To relapse into ignorance. I get why some can't, or won't. If their loved ones have been, not just killed by these tyrants, but decimated. Why do I resist, though? It's hard to remember. Is that my thought or...?

We are a network of ordinary people. Human, we say. Subhuman, they say. We dream of freedom. A hopeless dream. Some don't even know what that's like. Others have a rose-tinted perspective. Freedom comes at a price. Not just the fight to win it, but the daily rent paid by those free to starve and die when the choke-hold of control, is loosed.... And with it, its twin, Protection. The ones who realise this, fight against us. To uphold the "men" who have their boots on our necks. What's the point, they say, in fighting so hard only to be worse off after all? Just to live in a world without such wondrous beings? They are better, so why shouldn't they be cast higher?

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Word count: 366

(NB. This excludes the title, subtitle, and author's note.)

Submitted on Saturday 23rd November at 22:22

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