By Shirley Scurlock © 2019
I’m the seed
I planted there
In a soul you’ve thrown away
I’m the seed
You crushed in them
With the hateful words you say
I am the seed
That dies in them
When you refuse to let them grow
I am the light
That you put out
In a desperate wounded soul
I am the light
You claim to have
While you crush the ones I call
I am the love
That forgave your sins
Please extend that gift to all!