Trust No One

Photo shows me with my Mother and Father, Philadelphia, April 1947

My Father had a credo, which he often shared with me;
“Trust No One my dear Larry”, or so sorry you will be!
I asked him if “I” was included, “Dad, don’t you even trust your son”?
He said, “Of course I do my dear love, but you’re the only one”!
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Yet through the years I faltered, I forgot my Father’s heeds;
And sure enough, I was double-crossed, for all of my good deeds!
But finally I got wiser, gave no one more the benefit of doubt;
No chance for them entice me, my heart and mind to tout!
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Yet then there came one year ago, in the early part of June;
My son begged for my forgiveness, promised my wife and me the Moon!
He had done us bad in February, he vowed to now atone;
He asked us to move closer, make Ohio our brand new home!
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He wrote my Linda a contract, six figures could she earn;
So in September, we left our beloved Florida, our hearts and Souls achurn!
For a while things went very smoothly, but by New Year came a glitch;
Her paychecks were hardly coming, no dreams of getting rich!
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He was hiding information, keeping Linda in the dark;
Our savings began to dwindle, our situation became so stark!
We knew just what had happened, he had gambled the coffers all away;
He was in trouble with his clients, and was living day to day!
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But in April, God threw him a lifeline, severe weather hit a town real close;
With hail as big as golf balls, major damages arose!
He ran there to set up an office, the contracts came pouring in;
Then her paychecks restarted coming, the road to redemption to begin!
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But three weeks ago on Saturday, Linda got up to do some work;
But she was unable to access her files, thinking her computer had a quirk!
She emailed my son to inform him, that her password was working not;
His response was beyond comprehension, her tears unable fought!
He told her she was no longer needed, her accounting was a simple task;
He and his wife could easy do it, with no more questions asked!
He apologized for any inconvenience, and if he had caused her any pain;
Trying to rob her of her dignity, her teardrops fell like rain!
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Not only did he try to steal her pride, there is fifty grand or more;
That she is entitled to for her labors, her contract reads for sure!
We are contemplating a law suit, to drag his ass to court;
He claims he owes her nothing, and this is our last resort!
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I sent him a final letter, saying, he was now dead to me;
And the lying lips upon his face, I never again wished to see!
My Father trusted no one, except his loving Son;
But my “own” is the child of Satan, such evil in his veins runs!
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                               My Father taught me
                         Trust in no one but your son
                                He cries in Heaven