FISH OUT OF WATER

Today I feel like a fish out of water

Inside my own skin

I must be meant to be here,

In this moment and time and place

But I seem to have lost my way

In trying to be One Kingdom,

One heart, One soul.

In reaching out, I lost you.

I didn't choose the Father's crayons

But before the world began

He coloured me.

And I hoped we were the same.

If He chose my Mother's womb.

Why do I never feel at home?

I feel as a stranger in the land,

One heart, One soul.

Skin still skin in any tone. I wanted to reach you.

Believed we spoke the same words

Just in another tongue.

But today?

I feel like a fish out of water

And a stranger in my land.