Murdering Superman

Rescue me, superman Can it be you, I see Or is the bird not for me? You scooped me up Into the heavens of the sea Then alone I was in the dim alley Is the moon forever so washed-out? Or does this bird’s ex-ray? Take the moon into daze The laughs are heeding from near Perhaps, the joker… Or is it just the cape, as the choker? I left you vulnerable At the crook of your cage And just you blubber, in such riddle rage Now superman’s dead As disastrously, for good Maybe, my bird, afterall; is Robin Hood