Heroes and Heroines (In Honor of Park Center Outreach)
Today, I stepped off the pedestal of important footsteps that leave no impact, to a world
of kindness and brutality, and I felt alive.
Today, I stepped off the pedestal of eloquent words with little meaning, to a world of
tears and violence, and I felt alive.
Today, I met a man who beats his wife and comforts her in kindness, who fears the sting of
rejection and embraces the compassion of small things,
Today, I met a hero gone mad, gone sad, full of shame and rejection, who beats his wife
and comforts her in kindness searching for a reprieve from voices of derision and his own
violence to the peaceful sound of rushing water,
And I saw heroines who understood his complexity.
I tell you, I know heroines, who doubt their own beauty, who doubt their own narrative
because the days are too long for reflection, and the broken hearted need them now!
I tell you, heroes saving heroines, heroines saving heroines, and heroines saving heroes,
I saw it all. I saw a man who saved my soul, for through his battered brains, he found
the strength to tame the rager, and now he speaks with soft spoken eloquence,
Today, I stepped out of the horror of a world without meaning, of a world without
tribulation, of a world without joy, into the teeming torrent of bittersweet euphony, and
I FELT ALIVE!!!