Is there a thing called trust?
Can you live with out it?
well let me tell you.
You can Never replace it!
Once it is lost it is gone forever.
With out it life is cold and dim.
And passing with happiness is slim!
Not trusting is like being very ill.
But not being trusted kills!
I say and I say it now,
Never let your turst go away.
For if you do, you will have to pay!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem