It’s wrath
It’s lust
It’s envy that guides you
It’s slavery
To impulse
To pettiness
To weakness
The bonds of blood
The bonds of love
Mean nothing
Your father
Your son
Your husband
Your wife
Your friends
Your family
All strangers
All humans
Your enemies
Your Self
Trust no one
Self loathing
Weak will
Naiveté
Or Cold
Determined
And soulless
We’ve All Suffered
At the hands of betrayal
And lost our faith in humans