Where, have all, the heroes, gone?

A sniveling thought,
of a hero’s;
destruction,
comforts;
a cowardly mind,
defect, and, fraught,
in design,
and, made fairytale
endings,
begin to malfunction.

Yet, the heroes –
stretch past,
future manifestation,
as the snakes,
in the grass,
lay,
to measure their size,
presenting, rattle tailed;
lies,...