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Day 27: U for Unsung Superheroes

On the day the last of Avengers comes out,
I'm one step ahead in thinking about,
The next big superheroes for our times,
Who will inspire us and fight the crimes.

Presenting to you, the FocusMan
Nothing at all wavers his attention span,
Villains distract him with personalized recommendations,
But he is unaffected, much to their frustration.

While the world gets swept in a binge watching whirlpool,
He keeps his focus on the crime and remains cool.
Don't for a second, discount his superpower,
When you're in the vortex of distraction, FocusMan is the man of the hour.

The next in our cast is the FactMan,
Eating fake news for meals is his plan.
His radar starts beeping when a news goes viral,
He squashes it on facts and pulls people out of the spiral.

FactMan's current mission is the WhatsApp news factory,
To save Uncles and Aunties from the quackery.
He will consider himself successful on his test,
When UN actually declares the Indian national anthem as the world's best.*

We also propose to create the HearMan,
I must say he's my favorite, I'm a big fan.
His superpower is common and yet quite rare.
It's just to listen to others speak, with interest and care.

Sometimes all he does is to sit and hear,
The villains' problems by lending them an ear.
Just the fact that someone gave them this respect,
Makes them change sides and do good in effect.

I don't know if this motley of superheroes will click,
If this franchise becomes the next biggest flick.
But I do know this, if we all got these superpowers,
We can bring so much joy to this world of ours.

*Assuming this is fake news. If it isn't, I guess, congratulations to all of us?

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  1. Focus on facts and listening- pretty much the skills that would make a person a super man.. Awesome! You hit the needs of the next generation pretty well !

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