Farce

Men with bruised egos are like children with bruised knees. Afraid to fall, always whining. But I'm not a man. I may have an ego that is bruised, but I don't get to whine. For, if I whine, the world will look. If they look, they'll notice. They'll notice what it is to be reckless. They'll notice what it is to be unworthy. When a man whines about his ego, it is seen as vulnerability. A sign of how everyone is human. Everyone is flawed. But when I whine, it will be seen as the end of everything I have worked for. My standing does not allow me to be vulnerable. My standing does not allow me to be human. And in this hour filled with dilemma, all I can hear are the words of my people, "In this moment, you can be a victim, or a powerful queen. Whether you choose to be powerful or vulnerable is how you will be remembered in history. Choose wisely ." And that's when I know, my power may allow me to be something close to God for all, but never somethi