trust no one

I      squint out over these mountains
     Trust      the sturdy granite beneath my soul
No      other discourse, nor companion.
     One      lone eagle, golden, head cocked to the side – 
Not      sure what to make of this lone human.
     Even      I do not know, as I gaze below, how
My Self      came to be,                               alone upon this stone.

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“I trust no one, not even myself.” – Joseph Stalin

(according to brainyquote.com)

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*Daily Post – Poetry* 

*Trust, Acrostic, Internal Rhyme*

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