These Two Worlds

It’s as if from the very start,

our two worlds have been tearing us apart:

these two worlds of YOU and ME.

Our souls cry with yours

and our hearts mourn,

but we don’t understand what’s taking place.

We maintain silence because we wonder if it is our place

to cry, to speak, to feel the loss and the ache?

We can’t.

We’re colorblind–not to your skin,

but of the world you live in–

because there are two worlds.

We reach across hands to show our own pain,

to say that we want to try to understand this chain…

the chain of events that have continued this hate.

Is it for any of us to embrace the past we didn’t create?

We’re sorry, so sorry for the ages of hate

but we’re not here to assassinate.

You see, the blood-soaked weight of tears is on your back and mine.

Can our worlds ever align?

What if, when we looked across this divide,

we saw a mirror from which we couldn’t hide?

And when we screamed no justice no peace,

we were calling down a pain that wouldn’t cease?

Or when we admonished people to follow the law,

it was as if we turned deaf ears to the call?

Please, please look into this mirror and see

that there’s no you and there’s no me?

It’s us–just human beings.

There are two worlds

but they are not what we think.

We can no longer bury our heads in the sand.

We have to open our eyes if we’re to save this land.

Peace can be now if we would let it be.


For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Ephesians 6:12 (KJV)


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