ADDRESSING THE ACCUSED

You made me unloveable
No one desires me
Except to take the treasures
Hidden...only they can see

There is evil in my fibers
Good men pillage my soul
Taking pieces of flesh
Demanding me to be whole

Am I not human like them
I deserve the good without restraint
Why then must I beg for food
And offer up what I ain't

Many get a stage
To parade the excellence of self
But me, I'm the work of art
Collecting dust on the corner shelf

Oh, then, there's the boo boos and ouchies
That got alcohol instead of care
Too many streams off the river
Drain cure to impair

Abundance, you say I'm rich
Then why were the cupboards bare
Plenty of people to see 
And more than willing to declare,

              "Jesus Loves You"

You want truth, really
Then lets get down to the skin of the soul
You know...oh you know.....drop the pin
And hear the ringing in the hole

Even if they could truly reach
The treasure deep within
They would never understand
Because the out is in

Out of sight is out of mind
So I go, like the blowing of wind
Easily forgotten
My enemies are my friends

Day in and day out, I cry
Hear my voice if you will
Silence, that ever deafening silence
Vibrates me to be...still

Still, I do not know you
Ideas, that's all they come to be
Paradigm shifts and perspectives
Change position, but not me

I'm still here, waiting
Betrayed again, duped by my love
Who shall I reach to
The depths of hell, are now, my above

Where shall my anchor be
If you can not lay hold of my cord
How shall Love find a voice
If the Word is not my lord

The abyss calls me, shall I go in
The former light forgets all
My heart hears your voice
But strides away from the call

Forgive me, I was never the one
Failure deepens to the pit
Bam! Just as David said
In the deepest hell, is where you sit.

Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-30-2016

I have been to all these places in my heart. I have dared to duke it out with my Love. The walk has convinced me that I am secure in my Love...He is perfect ;)