Buckets & Ladders
I’m so desperate for good news, I’m trying to make a little myself.
BUCKETS & LADDERS
The candidate says he can save us.
But no—
he couldn’t even if he tried.
As the wise one once said:
You are the only one
who can lower your bucket
down into the well.
You are the only one
who can climb your ladder.
When the candidate proclaims:
“I’m so tall, I’m so deep!”
he sounds so short, so shallow.
Yet many believe that snake-oil salesman
because they’re searching for hope.
Well, I’ve found hope in another belief
because I see
it slowly becoming a reality:
Tired of being less than we actually are
we will reclaim our power
by rejecting our idols
and lowering our buckets down
deep into the moon in the well
while climbing up our ladders—
climbing, trying to reach the sun.
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