a kind of parting shot

This was not the first time in my life.
Likely neither will it be the last –
For the world with liars is so rife,
Maybe even more than in times past.

Still, it’s been my way to trust on sight,
As, in turn, I hope that I am trusted.
But sure as dawn must follow every night
Break faith with me and know that it stays busted!
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