Trudy Schrader Poet Free verse

TRUTH'S LEDGER

There it was
What a surprise
The thing the heart
Had been searching, pulling,
Rummaging, toward...not knowing
PROOF

The proof of living
Written for all to see
There it was, in INK
BLACK, THICK INK
TRUTH had not stolen, taken, possessed
MONEY

Looking on through
The ledger accounted
For every penny spent
Not one dime toward the desire
Of the ONE yielding self for
FRUIT

LOVE keeps no account
The document is drawn up
In the substance of TRUTH's fear
Wrongly accused, blamed, sentenced
For treason toward the rejected
JUDGED

UNWORTHY TO BREATHE

.....well, that's getting shredded

Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-21-2023

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