Sham

What is this fable called trust?

A bogus concept often discussed.

Many times I have sought,

But always for naught,

My efforts were met with disgust.

Some argue that trust does exist,

And emphatically they will insist.

But I find few dependable,

Most deem others expendable,

Yet despite my dissent they persist.

For trust is nothing but illusion,

A mainstream-induced mass delusion.

It is merely a lie,

And until the day I die,

I will eschew this misguided collusion.