Trust is a human folly—

A defiance of red teeth and bloody claws.

Nature demands betrayal,

Her law etched in bone and sinew:

“Survive, or perish.”

To trust is to rebel 

Against her ancient design.

She watches, amused,

From her throne of skulls and thorns.

Those who dare defy her

Feed the earth with their remains.

She orchestrates their downfall:

Through lover's blades between ribs,

Through friend's poison in cups,

Through brother's noose at dawn.

She presides over her colosseum,

Where every creature plays gladiator—

Wolf tears deer,

Spider devours mate,

Man betrays man.

Her laughter echoes in thunder,

Her applause falls as rain.

Trust?

It dies with every sunset,

Reborn as survival's hunger.

Bow to nature's circus,

Or become her next act.