Kneading Truth
He saw her clear and true
But went headlong into the rain
Showing out his acquired skill
Against all the elements of leveled pain
She held her baby with special needs
As TRUTH held innocence in her gaze
Mama instructed TRUTH how to behave
In order to make the journey through the maze
He fell upon the cement boundary
Angered, enraged that he'd been seen
He ran after the one who stood in TRUTH
Grabbing and pushing the growing knead
She sat alone, in privacy
Letting out her treasured blessing
She sensed TRUTH in the silence
And laid hold of her left arm for the sins that needed confessing
He peered at her in terror
As he pulled against the chain around his neck
The fear consumed him like fire
Choking him in sorrow and regret
Sitting in a crowd of searchers
Desiring to know what they can't perceive
Fighting against the TRUTH they can NOT bake
In fury, they get up to leave
...LOVE
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-08-2022
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