In a world that’s woven of whispers and names,
Where truth and tale drift on invisible flames,
Guard what you build, protect what you keep,
For a name once shattered cuts fierce and deep.
The Foundation of Trust
Reputation is fragile, a crystal made clear,
Forged over years, through sweat and fear.
It stands like glass on a trembling ledge,
Built on the promise and whispered pledge.
Each choice you make, each word you let fly,
Echoes forever, it won’t simply die.
For truth has roots, but rumors grow wings,
Rising to heights on invisible strings.








