When the beginning
Is marked with subtlety
How can I trust you? How can I trust you?
When you plot your plans
With deceits?

There is such
The unforgiveable

And you now merit the name
Of a serpent, a scorpion,
Your goodness overridden
If any you have.

Advise me
On how I can forgive you
As I leave my arena of service
To the shadows of life’s memories