Trust is multicolored and diverse
Not black and white
It comes in many colors and shades
And its renderings, just as numerous
As the sands of the desert
Tis vast as oceans and just as deep
Tis sometimes a weakness sometimes a strength
In many rivulets runs its rivers
It manifests two main shades
That of giver, that of receiver
From the giver, tis sometimes blue
The soft azure blue that watches
Weighs and waits not waning
Like the sky it watches from above
In understanding and wisdom
Not near, not deep, just right
Tis weakest when its brown
And strongest when its gold
The yellow fire of gold burns true
And its golden glow
Can be shared only amongst the truest of friends
Tis strong as Alexander’s army
And as encompassing as its victories
From the receiver a different shade
One that returns, compliments and
That given by the giver
In the painting of trust,
The paint or color of receiver is sharper
Than that of giver.
It could be the blue that compliments the gold,
Or the green that meets the yellow.
But sometimes, tis painted red
The red of treachery,
The red of hearts blood flowing,
The juice of a sapling cut,
The scarlet from an oozing wound
The cold color of death.
What color shade or hue do you paint friend?
surely not the traitorous dark of red for if it is,
then ‘am betrayed and sold away like Jesus
’cause mine is the gleaming gold of Joseph.