Clasped Hands

Clasped hands;
It may be hard to feel you
When there is so much space
Between us

But I reach out to you
And pray yor feel for me
As well, because I will
Grab you if I can

With all my heart
And I will love you
With everything I have
As well

Your black hand
Fits in my white hand
The same way as it
Would fit in any other

So why is it so hard
To make that happen?
Why is the poison
So hard to release?

God, please release us
Bring peace to us
All, and above all
Let us love each other