Trudy Schrader Poet Rhyme

LITTLE SLAVE GIRL

They sat at the table
Casting lots for my demise
Totally unaware of my Master
With many connections and many eyes

He had already sent agents
To observe and make reports
Gathering the TRUTH
About what the deceived purport

They accepted her presence
But their plan was to use and pay
Obligation would run her legs
But the bit of money would make her stay

They had no idea she was bought
Paid for by the sacrifice of LOVE
All of her work on territory
Is never what the user is thinking of

"She's here to do our bidding
We say move and there she goes
Poor little slave girl with no money
Tossed about with every wind that blows"

In the midst of the brewing storm
A tornado of dust arose
The little slave girl, safe in the closet
While the fear kings perish in what LOVE knows

...TRUTH stands
               as a little slave girl

Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-21-2026

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