Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Bradley Hathaway

So when my sister was down she had a CD by the poet Bradley Hathaway. Lately I've been listening to it and really enjoying it. Sometimes he says things and I just laugh because I can't believe that he is so.... honest? yeah maybe that's the word. Anyway this is one of my favs. So if you have a few minutes and sit back and enjoy

MANLY MAN (If You Don't want to read it click here instead.)

I don’t want my long hair, pretty green eyes, with ( no! I do not have on mascara. ) eyelashes, skinny figure, undersized t-shirt, hip shake too much when I walk confuse anybody. I am a manly man. Within this sissy frame, obviously rib laden chest lies a heart that beats to the drum of a native American ritual dancing wildness. It pumps an ever cascading supply of untamedness that a herd of wild mustangs have yet to grasp. If danger lurks about, I will seek it out. If adventure abounds, there I will be found. If a damsel be in distress, I will show her who is best. I am a manly man. Because I don’t flush, and I leave the lid up. I drive a 1988 Ford Pick-up truck. Girls don’t break up with me, I break up with them first. ( Except the last time, it didn’t really work out like that… ) I don’t shave the hair on my face ( Because I still can’t grow facial hair yet… ) But when I can, I won’t, because beards are tough. I fart, burp, and spit when I want, not caring who’s nearby. Disrespect my momma, and I will punch you in the eye. I am a manly man. Or am I? I tell my guy friends that I love ‘em. And sometimes, sometimes I even hug ‘em. Not because I’m gay, but because I love ‘em. And when I watched Bambi, I cried. And when my Mema gets mad, I still run and hide. Like David, I wanna be a man after God’s own heart. And I’m not there yet, but I’m past the start. And when people talk, I try to listen. A spirit of compassion, that’s my vision. Surely I am a manly man. I want to be loved and have love and give love. And not just that romantic kind either. Although I am looking for that beauty. Not helpless, but wants to be rescued. The damsel in distress, man, woman, myth, true. I will fight for her, climb the highest tower for her, love her, share with her, delight in her, be her warrior, her protector. She will be my crown and I will be hers. My masculinity will be passed down and affirmed to my sons. And each of my daughters will know they are lovely, and deserving of authentic romance. Society tells me all day long that I’ve defined manhood completely wrong. But you ask any honest man, and he will agree. You ask any honest woman, and she too will see, that I am a manly man.


Erica R said...

I love Bradley Hathaway...nice choice - he makes you laugh but he still makes you think.

Did you know that most of his live performances are at hardcore venues...I particularly like his little piece about being Hardcore... So true!

Karis said...

I'm so glad you decided to jump on the Bradley bandwagon. And so proud that I was the one to introduce you to him! I have a book that accompanied the CD - maybe next time I'm out I'll bring it for you