A treasure so strong,
Yet seeks somewhere to belong.
It seeks release from the well-known mine,
A hidden ore for a mineral so divine.
Many have come and gone,
Never having the privilege to feel it.
Their fathers fled,
While their mothers gave them away.
Some ran away from it,
In fear of the scar it leaves if you lose it.
How could something so simple,
Have so much complexity?
Finding it is constructive,
Breeding trust and honesty.
Its loss is destructive,
Giving birth to betrayal and lies.
Turning friends into foes,
Was never its purpose.
Value its true meaning,
And you will be the master of its mining.