Trust
T rust given should not be deceived,
R eturning gold for loss, dross rotten,
U ndying oath discard forgotten
S hames all, mistaken, who perceived
T hat understanding interleaved
T enderness which woolly cotton
R obed round reality ill-gotten.
U ntrue to principles some leave
S hards shattered where once mirror weave
T hread heart to heart not mis-begotten,
T orn apart, betrayed, foul flotten,
R egrets remaining, paining peeves.
U nbelieved apologies
STrung through spun lines no conscience frees.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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