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An analysis of trust : a poem

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This poem is a journey through different facets of trust to create a synopsis

Oh achy heart  with no one to trust
the weary soul with no place to call home,
The heavy head with no shoulder to rest on
How your internal war isolates you
It is indeed a hard decision to make
An arduous road to take  
When you consider that words first be can sweet yet the truth about them is bitter
you travel down that road once more 

Oh, naive heart,
 look once and then again because the one you trust is not worthy,
it is one who reads from a well-written script,
listen more than you feel is necessary,
because the puzzle is solvable, 
when the pieces do not fit it is not a mystery but a clue.

If only you could see the truth then you would soar over the isolation,
 over the heaviness
There is but one that is worthy of all trust
God alone
But on earth, there are a few he has placed
 Because the curious thing is we need each other
The creator did not make us to build walls but to build bridges. 

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