Saturday, July 30, 2011

I can't take you there.

I am sick and tired of boys who see women as another step towards fulfilling their manhood.

Where have all the cowboys gone?

I am not the next step on the ladder. I am not the ladder. I am not even the top of the ladder, though you seem to believe otherwise.

By now you gotta see that I am on the ladder right fucking next to you. Trust me, the winds are shaking mine too, and I want to reach out for you to save me from the fall.

But God knows when I reach this frame tilts and quakes. The only way back to safety is to keep our feet firmly planted eyes up arms steady wills strong desires greater than what is within our immediate grasp of fear.

I will scale these heights with you and share the view from the top. We will leave our fears behind, dance on the roof of our inequities, praise the God who taught us how to love.

But we climb our own ways. Until then we climb alone.

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