I wrote this poem when I felt totally at odds with a friend I've really trusted and listened to for nearly 20 years. It was like an end on the horizon of relating anymore. A failing marriage could also align with this from a woman's point of view.

Pending Divorce

You see color - I see blood
You claim rain - I claim flood
You feel power - I feel defeat
You think trust - I think deceit
You speak English - I speak verse
You say gift - I say curse
You seem mobile - I seem still
You guard slaves - I guard God's Will
You ask for war - I ask for why
You hear no choice - I hear decide
You sing heroics - I sing unheard
You give excuses - I give the Word
You taste of power - I taste of Divine
You offer vinegar - I offer wine
You act carnal - I act insane
You profess cure - I profess pain
You be a man - I be a She
You be you - I'll be me.

  Ciera S. Louise c. 01/12/06