The Line

Tis a Fine Line
Between
Fool---Faithful
Much like a risk
Where one makes a
leap
hoping to land somewhere
better.
The line
is the waiting.
The wait...ing
is excruciat...ing
watching the screen
every muscle vibrat...ing
every thought hesitat...ing
and the power is all
His.
The power is in
the ambivalence.
of that you are short.
helpless
weak
you fumble with the keys
Waiting for words.
Wait...ing.
teetering on the line.
Will you choose hate or love?
Blame or Forgiveness?
Will you be given the chance to decide?
Cruelty is in the silence.
Intentional or not
And you sit feeling sick
clawing at your chest
ach...ing.
wait...ing.
becoming more and more desperate
to cut the line.
Tonight, pray for ambivalence.