When part of “True” Remains
Unspoken—and every Passing day becomes the next— Though lingering; All of
My known and what may be Right—if only silent—then Sadness.
When is the remedy for “True” now spoken partially? Every day becomes a Burden to damaged spirits Then Sadness—“True”
Faith, Now spoken—I’ll listen Lord.
Let someone speak “True” And none become bitter Through lingering Between these days Till the next—and Ending.