mourning at the divide
between man and woman
he and she
and they
and we
and me
and you
weeping at the split
how we've created it
wider and wider
back to back
in paces round
the kitchen counter
to argue once again
to rear red heads
to blare sirens screaming
sinking
sinking
the deep
dark
of it
what was once
small bickering
revealing
sackcloth and ashes
beating in masses
droves of the hatred
men versus women
once created to be
jointly
an image of
a perfect King
now two camps
at war
meanwhile those who
aren't sure
where they fall
in this gendered scale
are battered in the shrapnel
of every norm
oh to the hypermasculine
oh to the passive feminine
oh to every expectation
gnashing at the lack
of my own faith
that a God who creates
life from dust
could make of us
man, woman
something of a
dim reflection
of His grace
screaming at every
fear I face
questioning every
step I take
beyond confused
with this game we play
sick of it
in every way
oh Lord
please save
please save
save us from ourselves
we decay
descend
destroy
I feel defeat
even though
I know
you already
won victory
still
I wait
still
I pray
still
I dare to hope
you can somehow
mend what's broken
in this great canyon