Creating Choice
A rattling tinkered deep
Within the abyss of trust
Nothing is NOW
Just always WAS
No time, space, matter
To clutter up flow
Just nothing created
Nothing to grow
Yellow oil flung loose
Causing a bang to sound
All that sprang forth
Began to produce...ground
.......territory
Who could have known THE WAY
Would be wrought with lies and deceit
Against the one who moved
So LOVE could be
A heart purer than light
Wanting creation to choose
Authority to rule
Sacrificed as the accused
Few are those who understand
The path to create free will
Desiring to fully embrace
Children who only want to KILL
........their father
Written by Trudy Schrader on 11/13/2021
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