TRUST
Friend or foe,
Man is woe.
Now i know,
The truth untold...
Rays of hope,
Cast on a stone
Wot's our fate on this winding road.
Graced with thorns by man alone
Letting not a foot hold,in this burning heat.
Blood and sweat,
Sticky as earth
Dust we are,
Dust we return.
Trust in man but not(man) alone
For man is woe,
As a friend or foe.
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