FOOD FAINT
There's a rumbling
In my tummy
Think I might grab
Something a little yummy
A donut...no I need salt
Some chips, a pickle to chomp
A banana, that's healthy
...oh no, I gotta go
I was healed, why now
Did I do something wrong
Help me, LOVE
I think I hate food
I just don't get it
Stomach problems, all my days
While others enjoy life
What am I not getting
...oh....fear....there you are
That's stupid...to THINK about food
When I'm free to eat
Ah, a set up from the beginning
To make us retreat
I do not desire what isn't for me
But I will take this journey, just to see
That fear has no hold that LOVE can NOT free
Written by Trudy Schrader on 10-18-2024
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