The King Of Comics

When Nazi jackboots took the stage
His hero flew right off the page
The comics he drew
Were red, white and blue
His Captain had Hitler enraged

At Marvel his talents broke free
With boundless, unmatched energy
Lines bold and alive
With power and drive
Erased the lead held by DC

The Hulk, all the X-Men and Thor

The Surfer and Fantastic Four,
In awe, it’s no wonder

His spell we fell under

And, fast as Jack drew, wanted more

Of the comics Jack Kirby is King
His nobility not a small thing
From his pencil unfurled
A dynamic Fourth World
New Gods, from his forehead, did spring