“I Didn’t Bake a Cake”
I didn’t bake a cake.
Of course, it’s not like they didn’t take
All the other pastries I created,
Like the ones they bought when the couple dated.
I just didn’t bake a cake.
I didn’t bake a cake.
But if I was a thug and tried to make
A getaway, and then got shot,
I’d be a hero, alive or not.
But I just declined to bake a cake.
Because I didn’t bake a cake,
The death threats are more than we can take.
We’re losing everything; we hide in fear.
The reason for the terror made perfectly clear:
I didn’t bake a cake.
You’d thought I was an abuser!
You’d thought I was a buyer and user
Of drugs…or women and children.
But I wasn’t. Now I’m facing prison,
All because I didn’t bake a cake.
– Anthony Baker
The Recovering Legalist 
I understand.
This is well written, although profoundly sad. But the Lord is still on His throne!
There is a saucer with a piece of wedding cake waiting for each and everyone of His children that we will be able to eat in good conscience, and even rejoice all the while. 🙂
Hey, I wrote a poem today, and posted it at my blog. It doesn’t have a cake in it, but it has cookies and roast in it! It is a tribute to sweet memories of growing up in a traditional family. I would be honored if you read it. 🙂
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will do
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I’m having a hard time finding it. Which post is it under?
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“F” is for Four O’ Clocks. 🙂
I have two blogs. It is posted on my Serenaded Softly Blog.
Blessings,
Theresa
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