In all the paths I have trod In all of my studies of God What remains today Is greater than what fell away What fell away anyway? Strength didn’t Courage didn’t Wisdom didn’t Safe, Seen, and Loved I am I began in “blacker the berryism” It fell away I looked at cult membership It fellContinueContinue reading “Poem by Coletha Albert: Safe, Seen, Loved”
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