Our Heroes Must Fail Us

Our heroes fail us. 

Because they must. 

We need to see our heroes bruise and bleed,

become weak

Fall short and stumble

bare their teeth in agony

Their heads which once stood tall,

hang low 

The shoulders upon which we cried, 

long since dried

Their earnest promises, forgotten and unkept 

Those steady fingers we once held, 

should slip off the pedestal we built

We must outgrow our idols and surpass our mentors

We must outclass our teachers

And deliver our preachers

Then, only then, may we look inwards, 

to the voice that whispers

And find there our very own truth

Once we finally break out of the confines 

of someone to look up to.