Wrestle, I must wrestle.
Wrestle despair to the ground,
Wrestle my feelings,
Because my Reality bends to their will
And my thoughts betray me.
I wrestle with present evil,
Why so many are poised to kill,
and why so many don’t have to care–
But I care,
I need to care,
I hope you care;
I lament and despair.
I wrestle but I can’t see,
God, I wish I could see,
Can You hear me?
You hear, You speak, You have sight
Maybe this is faith,
Wrestling in the night,
If only it wasn’t such a fight.
I wrestle for freedom I don’t feel,
Freedom for my brothers and sisters,
Freedom I can’t see
Freedom that MUST be.
I wrestle for the easy yoke You won when You died for me
Sure doesn’t feel easy
Maybe just a little more wrestling,
And I’ll see.