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THE COLLECTION PLATE
What treasures will be in the plate
Meant to provide for the good
Monies from thither and yon
Doing only what saints could
Why does the surplus never touch
The hurt that all good has done
Heavier and heavier grows the weight
That forgiveness and mercy can not outrun
Decades of healing attest to grace
Boundaries line the field of the mind
The gate is open to whosoever will
But TRUTH is far from doing fine
I wished to GOD, words were straight
Communicating LOVE between hearts
But fear has gnarled the lines
Making it impossible to find where to start
The clogged lines of others
Is pushing back on my continual flow
The plate goes around, once again
And everyone knows...TRUTH has nothing to show
but the shame of being ignored
Written by Trudy Schrader on 11-24-2023
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Trudy Schrader
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