Between Us
We were born in a story we didn’t write,
Thrown into the day, pushed into the night.
Parents, towns, and roads we roam,
Chasing a feeling we call “home.”
We grind, we build, we laugh, we fall,
Buy the dream, then outgrow it all.
New car shine, leather seat thrill,
Till the hunger returns—unpaid bill.
Anger flares when the road cuts tight,
Ego jumps up ready to fight.
“I'm right, you’re wrong,” the old refrain,
Same old script, different pain.
The heart ain’t flesh, it’s want and need,
Two vessels pulling at top speed.
One grabs pleasure, never full,
One waits quiet, barely a pulse.
That spark don’t grow alone, no way,
It needs resistance, needs the fray.
Friends collide, egos scream,
And in that mess—a higher dream.
We don’t fix ourselves, that’s the lie,
The Light shows up when we try
To hold the goal when we can’t stand,
Leaning hard on another hand.
Arvut ain’t words, it’s law and fact,
Fall alone? You don’t come back.
But together we bend, together we rise,
A place where the Creator opens His eyes.
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