Divided - a Poem
A house divided cannot stand,
But one small fight breaks us again.
Our differences could make us strong
If we'd just learn to get along.
The pettiness of trivial things,
As well, the anger that it brings
Leave us biting each other's backs,
And as we bleed, true love is taxed.
We could be winning the same prize,
But instead, civil war will rise.
We kill our own and set more traps
And watch our once great house collapse.
A house divided, it will fall,
And we, who dropped the final wall
Must work together, hand in hand
To build on Christ and make it stand.
But one small fight breaks us again.
Our differences could make us strong
If we'd just learn to get along.
The pettiness of trivial things,
As well, the anger that it brings
Leave us biting each other's backs,
And as we bleed, true love is taxed.
We could be winning the same prize,
But instead, civil war will rise.
We kill our own and set more traps
And watch our once great house collapse.
A house divided, it will fall,
And we, who dropped the final wall
Must work together, hand in hand
To build on Christ and make it stand.
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