TrustA Poem by Brett PritchardFool me once shame on me. Fool me twice shame on you. Fool me again and I start to see. Those days are over, you're done fooling me.
If I cannot define upon whom to depend. If I cannot determine what is mine to defend. If I cannot be certain upon whom to rely. If I cannot be sure of what is truth what is lie. If I stand among allies and are treated as foe. If I have my opinions and can’t let them show. If I’m accused of guilt while acting in defense. If I’m lambasted for speaking while others sit on the fence. Then how can I continue to nourish the untrue? How can I lie, pretending not to see through? In pursuit of distraction we do that which we must. But there is no price that can be put on trust. And while one knock may wound us while another enhances. One thing of which I AM certain is NO SECOND CHANCES.
© 2013 Brett PritchardAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 18, 2013 Last Updated on June 18, 2013 AuthorBrett PritchardWolverhampton, West Midlans, United KingdomAboutI'm an experienced writer of varied interests. Was published in Starburst Magazine and Doctor Who Magazine. Something of a man out of time. I enjoy Science Fiction, fantasy, and horror stories. I'm a .. more..Writing
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