Tension
By Steven L Herring

Quiet moments…
when it's you and your thought
and the struggle in your head
with the battle of wills
between you and God
that you've always fought

Who is right?
Are you wrong for who you are
and what you are?
Were men who wrote a book
thousands of years ago really
inspired by divinity
or were they scared
of their own humanity?

Can I really be me?
Can I stand tall and confident
without ridicule,
accusations
gossip
snickers
whispers
and judgements?

Sometimes the door is closed
but I heard
there's an open window somewhere
and I'm hoping it's for me
because I can't help
but have faith that God is bigger
than ****** preference and gender bias
from old dead hands,
tattered paper,
and fearful prophets.

God's grace is all I've got.
Faith that he's bigger than we can imagine
keeps me breathing
and loving
hoping…
always hoping...