What can I say about this word called trust?,
Take much care that you don't bring it down,
Or its bidding, like steel broken with rust,
Will no longer be real or be sound,

Within the whitewash of lying deceit,
Lives a foul and indefinite life,
It is passed on like a fadding heart beat,
There is no chance it will not cause strife,

Untruthful hands that dare caress this word,
Find their thoughts draped within the dark clouds,
Holding an anchor where no voice is heard,
Whose ending is forever not proud.