Life's Trust

Shades of life presented to me

The kinds to bend my knee

But the bent of my knee

Made life to be stung by bee

Writing of fate was right there on card

Poison of the sting was pretty hard

The pain took its toll on my life

Felt like my heart was torn apart by a knife

Hard it was to actually believe the betrayal

Such was their way to have the portrayal

Point sharp was their way of allegation

The way they ensure to give it the elevation

Sharp was the knife used to cut the chords

Pointed enough were arrows to penetrate the boards

Shades of life the way were presented

Seemed to have their all colors confesticated 

Shades of life were unknown to the fact

To the point that my learning were intact

Without beating them to the dust 

I could win back my life's trust