One Step At A Time

I was thrilled when I first could

tie my shoe…I remember clearly.

I became an autodidact.

I knew I could learn by doing so I did,

using knowledge as vines to Tarzan my

way through the jungle of confusion of

other people’s ideas, learning to be an 

outlaw slip sliding down back alleys

to where I had to go…one step at a time.

I recommend bravery, which many times

only means you have no other choice.

Sometimes holding on seems to be the

logical choice, but many times it’s not.

You can’t hold on and give birth at the

same time.