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.