I Will Trust, Again Poem by Adedolapo Olisa

Pay me to trust, really, pay me with a blank check
on a platter, make it a sweet story just to trust
fix my history, mould my present
hold my future, meet my prequisite just to trust
Just to trust, again.

life's been bitter and more bitter
sweetness has been a tease
the sweet things either have an origin in sadness
or end with a knot in horror

I'm a stunning beauty
life hasnt dealt with according to my physique
so pay me, pay me to believe
to believe that life is just a coward
afraid of the power of my king
who moulds beauty out of life

born in sin, bred on the palm of wickedness
promised and dissappointed in a cycle
heart stabbed till numbness
paralyzed by the same lips that ought to soothe

so pay me to trust
for by reasons I never will
except even your money is hopeless
so in Christ i will trust though my world be void of reasons
In my saviour, I will trust
it doesnt have to make sense anyways.
If I ever did, again, I will trust