WAYWARD WORK
Born into a culture
Geared toward work
Any slack
Got a smack and a smirk
Money coming in
Went to household bills
No sense dreamin'
When the children needed meals
The longer one traveled
Down the road of duty
The more removed
The heart disconnected from life's beauty
By the time independence came
The chains were securely in place
More of the illusion practiced
To prevent public disgrace
Bound to work that demands
A heart to numb and survive
The TRUTH of LOVE
Invites surrender to be fully alive
To leave the familiar
And walk in the unknown
Requires a surrendered trust
To grow, until fully grown
...not useful, but LOVED and KNOWN
Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-28-2026
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