The Stay
She ran with all her might
To a place of safety, for the night
A shack, deep in the woods
Where no civility could
....ease....the stay
The closet held memory
Where he could free "me"
To play out the beating
In a field of bleating
...sheep...counting...the stay
They grew together, alone
In a multi-roomed home
Trying to find a place
In a shelter where no ONE had a face
...to...stick...stay
...........true
Shifting, gifting, then resisting
Responsibility, accountability
Who can now trauma
If the law is complete intent
The lawless are content
In the running drama
Of their own creation
A moving train station
Always ready to move
Get down to the current groove
...of how folks are living
Why are they never punished
Why do they always get away
Trying to pin intent on evil
Will always get, the stay
.....until ONE day
Written by Trudy Schrader on 10-03-2023
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