Leftover Love
Once, there was a father
Who loved his children completely
Nothing fractured or missing
Withholding nothing for the greedy
Everything flowed to and from
Without interruption or wrinkle
Til a child pulled back
Creating a hold that crinkled
....into time
For the first time, a new word appeared
MINE, it is alllllll MINE
Ownership grew quickly
Separating LOVE from mankind
Oh, how the father wailed and mourned
But he always had a plan
He took out his heart from self
And spoke it into WOman
...as a seed
The gift met up with faith
And created a child, Love without fear
Death chasing all involved
Trying to make LOVE disappear
He fought all the fears that swirled,
Around the lies, whispered by the snake
That "father" will always give
But he will also take, take, take
....whatever HE wants, whenever HE wants
As the LOVE heart walked the road
That brought him to the giving tree
The crowd gathered 'round, yelling,
"LOVE will NEVER have a home....here!"
He kept nothing for self
As water and blood poured from His side
Speaking, to the children, truth...
The snake lied
...to enthrone your fears
................silence.............darkness
.................................deep shaking
That took humanity to the end of days
Where we heard the message loud and clear
We must engage the LOVE inside
To fight and conquer all our fears
That Daddy God is selfish and unkind
Taking and making as He pleases
Our Daddy God moves heaven and earth
To pour our gifts that releases
....chains, shackles, and all binding devices
We are free to LOVE all who lack
Holding nothing for self, yielding back
The liquid LOVE flowing upwards to Daddy God
Never alone or forsaken on any road we choose to trod
Shall we miscarry our baby
With the belief that LOVE has spent its best
And He has no original LOVE
Only what is left
....over
There is no such thing as leftover love
With perfect love that casts out fear
He is always pouring out on us
Trying to draw near
...for a hug
......this father, is not a thug
............He is the God, whose name is LOVE
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-26-2019
note: I don't like this poem, just like I don't like the feeling of leftover love.
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2019
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