Tell Your Truth

she said to me, “tell your truth!”

what happens if my truth differs from yours?

how can truth be two things?

one must be an imposter

my body is His body

my breath is His breath

my story is His story

my life is His life

every good thing I have

is a gift from above

and every bad thing

is from below

none of it

is

mine

to own

she said to me, “tell your truth!”

i have no truth

apart

from Him.