He waited in he wing
Having desire without voice
Papa said he could have
But only with limited choice
She pulled back energy
Knowing not to be loud
He would tear her up
If she attracted a crowd
The bruises on his arm
Told a story of its own
Though surrounded by family
This child was alone
Young, yet aged in dress
She walked with baited seduction
He had her meal ticket
Though his way seeped with evil corruption
Weighted and worn she strode
With every step...dragging...pain
No way would she lay it down
Without losing all that she had gained
It may not be much...to others
But at least, they could say, "MINE!"
Who cares, that in order to gain it
They had to cross many cautionary lines
It is what it is
No change can take THAT away
With the Objective Observer
Meaning is always in the way
...trying to right some wrong,
........sing an inspirational song
...........in an attempt, to, well, get along
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06/30/2019
Sunday, June 30, 2019
Wednesday, June 26, 2019
LEFTOVER LOVE
Once, there was a father
Who loved his children completely
Nothing fractured or missing
Withholding nothing for the greedy
Everything flowed to and from
Without interruption or wrinkle
Til a child pulled back
Creating a hold that crinkled
....into time
For the first time, a new word appeared
MINE, it is alllllll MINE
Ownership grew quickly
Separating LOVE from mankind
Oh, how the father wailed and mourned
But he always had a plan
He took out his heart from self
And spoke it into WOman
...as a seed
The gift met up with faith
And created a child, Love without fear
Death chasing all involved
Trying to make LOVE disappear
He fought all the fears that swirled,
Around the lies, whispered by the snake
That "father" will always give
But he will also take, take, take
....whatever HE wants, whenever HE wants
As the LOVE heart walked the road
That brought him to the giving tree
The crowd gathered 'round, yelling,
"LOVE will NEVER have a home....here!"
He kept nothing for self
As water and blood poured from His side
Speaking, to the children, truth...
The snake lied
...to enthrone your fears
................silence.............darkness
.................................deep shaking
That took humanity to the end of days
Where we heard the message loud and clear
We must engage the LOVE inside
To fight and conquer all our fears
That Daddy God is selfish and unkind
Taking and making as He pleases
Our Daddy God moves heaven and earth
To pour our gifts that releases
....chains, shackles, and all binding devices
We are free to LOVE all who lack
Holding nothing for self, yielding back
The liquid LOVE flowing upwards to Daddy God
Never alone or forsaken on any road we choose to trod
Shall we miscarry our baby
With the belief that LOVE has spent its best
And He has no original LOVE
Only what is left
....over
There is no such thing as leftover love
With perfect love that casts out fear
He is always pouring out on us
Trying to draw near
...for a hug
......this father, is not a thug
............He is the God, whose name is LOVE
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-26-2019
Who loved his children completely
Nothing fractured or missing
Withholding nothing for the greedy
Everything flowed to and from
Without interruption or wrinkle
Til a child pulled back
Creating a hold that crinkled
....into time
For the first time, a new word appeared
MINE, it is alllllll MINE
Ownership grew quickly
Separating LOVE from mankind
Oh, how the father wailed and mourned
But he always had a plan
He took out his heart from self
And spoke it into WOman
...as a seed
The gift met up with faith
And created a child, Love without fear
Death chasing all involved
Trying to make LOVE disappear
He fought all the fears that swirled,
Around the lies, whispered by the snake
That "father" will always give
But he will also take, take, take
....whatever HE wants, whenever HE wants
As the LOVE heart walked the road
That brought him to the giving tree
The crowd gathered 'round, yelling,
"LOVE will NEVER have a home....here!"
He kept nothing for self
As water and blood poured from His side
Speaking, to the children, truth...
The snake lied
...to enthrone your fears
................silence.............darkness
.................................deep shaking
That took humanity to the end of days
Where we heard the message loud and clear
We must engage the LOVE inside
To fight and conquer all our fears
That Daddy God is selfish and unkind
Taking and making as He pleases
Our Daddy God moves heaven and earth
To pour our gifts that releases
....chains, shackles, and all binding devices
We are free to LOVE all who lack
Holding nothing for self, yielding back
The liquid LOVE flowing upwards to Daddy God
Never alone or forsaken on any road we choose to trod
Shall we miscarry our baby
With the belief that LOVE has spent its best
And He has no original LOVE
Only what is left
....over
There is no such thing as leftover love
With perfect love that casts out fear
He is always pouring out on us
Trying to draw near
...for a hug
......this father, is not a thug
............He is the God, whose name is LOVE
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-26-2019
Sunday, June 23, 2019
WALKING WORDS
He walked with a swagger
Trying to be cool in his lack
He knew what people thought
He was NOT a black
...man
She limped with a drag and a thump
But her smile was a radiant light
In her presence shadows faded
'Neath everything that was good and right
...in huMANity
He was a runt, such a little pest
Running here and there, without time to rest
While Mama whacked his little bum
Between the strides of a vigorous run
...to sin
She dressed way to fast for a child
Daddy told her "Nothing good will come for the wild"
He ran to catch her as she slammed the door
She couldn't take his wayward eye any more
...for alllllll Eternity
They yell out to the Creator of all
We don't need your validation
Therefore, it is against our heart
To embrace the theory of creation
Who cares that all things living, give birth
We have the science behind the fruit
We can make without creation
Beings that GOD would dispute
...NOT REAL....NOT MINE
Glory no longer belongs to the parent
The child has risen up as lord of self
Relationship is overrated
Like knickknacks on a cedar shelf
....collecting dust
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-23-2019
Trying to be cool in his lack
He knew what people thought
He was NOT a black
...man
She limped with a drag and a thump
But her smile was a radiant light
In her presence shadows faded
'Neath everything that was good and right
...in huMANity
He was a runt, such a little pest
Running here and there, without time to rest
While Mama whacked his little bum
Between the strides of a vigorous run
...to sin
She dressed way to fast for a child
Daddy told her "Nothing good will come for the wild"
He ran to catch her as she slammed the door
She couldn't take his wayward eye any more
...for alllllll Eternity
They yell out to the Creator of all
We don't need your validation
Therefore, it is against our heart
To embrace the theory of creation
Who cares that all things living, give birth
We have the science behind the fruit
We can make without creation
Beings that GOD would dispute
...NOT REAL....NOT MINE
Glory no longer belongs to the parent
The child has risen up as lord of self
Relationship is overrated
Like knickknacks on a cedar shelf
....collecting dust
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-23-2019
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
LETTING LOVE
Who is that unrecognizable figure
Plagued with such deep sorrow
Without the eternal light
To bring her into the marrow
....bone of my bone
.......flesh of my flesh
Never, in a million moments
Would I have guessed it to be this
Married to my only LOVE
Without a promise of a kiss
....just WORD
.....that creates LIFE
.............................in the depths of darkness
I was certain that it was circumstantial
A loss, a grief, a sorrow...in the natural state
After all, I'm a warrior of TRUTH
My heart is secure in HIS....my white light mate
...who has taken me
....into the depths of LOVE
............in worlds unknown, unseen
My soul and spirit are warring
For the experience of whoring...after gods
Pleasure, leisure, lust, feel good stuff
I know, beyond a reflection, I've had enough
....no value
fleeting, meeting...again, retreating, then the beating
.......the rhythm thumping a moving tune
............to dance once more, if the soul could make room
NOOOOOOO! I will not
I am still not there, and I can't act some part
Daddy God...this is my heart
I have given everything to you for LOVE's sake
May you find no backward movement, for me to take
.....what LOVE is not offering
Yielded and flowing...I will let LOVE be
....who He is IN me
written by Trudy Schrader on 06-12-2019
Plagued with such deep sorrow
Without the eternal light
To bring her into the marrow
....bone of my bone
.......flesh of my flesh
Never, in a million moments
Would I have guessed it to be this
Married to my only LOVE
Without a promise of a kiss
....just WORD
.....that creates LIFE
.............................in the depths of darkness
I was certain that it was circumstantial
A loss, a grief, a sorrow...in the natural state
After all, I'm a warrior of TRUTH
My heart is secure in HIS....my white light mate
...who has taken me
....into the depths of LOVE
............in worlds unknown, unseen
My soul and spirit are warring
For the experience of whoring...after gods
Pleasure, leisure, lust, feel good stuff
I know, beyond a reflection, I've had enough
....no value
fleeting, meeting...again, retreating, then the beating
.......the rhythm thumping a moving tune
............to dance once more, if the soul could make room
NOOOOOOO! I will not
I am still not there, and I can't act some part
Daddy God...this is my heart
I have given everything to you for LOVE's sake
May you find no backward movement, for me to take
.....what LOVE is not offering
Yielded and flowing...I will let LOVE be
....who He is IN me
written by Trudy Schrader on 06-12-2019
Sunday, June 9, 2019
AGONIZING APATHY
Here I am, again
The place where it all falls apart
Where the light disappears
For the struggle of my heart
My soul yearns...for pleasure
A nice, sound, ending
To pain, suffering, inconvenience
The incessant blending
...of circumstances, truth, reality, experience
Ugh!!!
There is no freakin' reality
In this world, that can have my heart
Haven't I proven it...enough
Impatience wants to impart
...facts
Nice, another something to add
To the endless monotony of information
I'm exhausted from processing
REVELATION
I want presence...the kind I can hold
Except, experience has taught me well
The moment I possess, I can't enjoy
The passion to live in this sensational hell
Am I from here???
I believe I am a foreigner
In a land of relative friends
Having no tolerance for difference
Or learning how to blend
...without losing composure
I believe I will go to bed
Enough has been said
At least when I sleep
I have no need
...that alludes satisfaction.
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06/09/2019
The place where it all falls apart
Where the light disappears
For the struggle of my heart
My soul yearns...for pleasure
A nice, sound, ending
To pain, suffering, inconvenience
The incessant blending
...of circumstances, truth, reality, experience
Ugh!!!
There is no freakin' reality
In this world, that can have my heart
Haven't I proven it...enough
Impatience wants to impart
...facts
Nice, another something to add
To the endless monotony of information
I'm exhausted from processing
REVELATION
I want presence...the kind I can hold
Except, experience has taught me well
The moment I possess, I can't enjoy
The passion to live in this sensational hell
Am I from here???
I believe I am a foreigner
In a land of relative friends
Having no tolerance for difference
Or learning how to blend
...without losing composure
I believe I will go to bed
Enough has been said
At least when I sleep
I have no need
...that alludes satisfaction.
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06/09/2019
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