Our conversation woven with the curse of Babel
Too close to comprehend our faults
What I said is not what you heard
And like the tower, our relationship undone
We soar higher and higher
In our own directions
Ever aware of our own chance to fall
The nets of our pride never wide enough
To save more than one ego
What can break down the walls in your ears?
To make you feel no threat
To see that I am here for you
And not react with the best defense
You quickly turn against me
With enough ammo from my past
To draw attention away from the first stone cast
You feel cornered, attacked, unfairly questioned
All the things that ruin the skill of comprehension
These walls that block out the sincerity
Of my heart’s burning intention
To be understood by you
Your perception of victimization
Will be the death and burying of you
Your reluctancy to take responsibility
Will be the final nail too
“Those ears will hear”, He used to tell me
Even He encountered these walls
But you will learn the hard and lonely way
Why the tower was built to fall…