Trust 

How can I trust you?

When you clearly don’t trust me

Why do you dislike me so much?

What is it that you see?

I know I didn’t make a good impression

The first time that we met

But back then you represented

Everything I wanted to forget

The Government had decided

The die was already cast

Everything I cared about

Was just relegated to the past

Galactica was considered too old

No use to the people that she served

Becoming a museum was considered

All that’s she deserved

The crew were being disbanded

Loyalties torn apart

Having to leave them all

Was nearly breaking my heart

You wanted things changed

Just to make communication fast

Thinking of the future

Forgetting lessons from the past

But those of us who remember

Have never lost the pain

The images burned into our brains

Always will remain

Sadly fate has proved

The old veterans were right

The proof is clear to all

Caught in this terrible fight

Still we did not agree

On battles to be fought

Yet for the good of everyone

A compromise we sought

I honestly thought that after this

We both accepted in the end

The only way we could go forward

Was for both of us to bend

We had to work together

Forget about our pride

For humanity to survive

And find a place to hide

Yet since that time I’ve noticed

That no matter what I do

Nothing ever seems to be

Good enough for you

At first it was just annoying

But then it became personal

Was it pure coincidence?

Or a plan to put me through hell

I had to make the choice for him

That nearly broke my heart

Shut him out, set him free

Or watch him torn apart

Divided professional loyalties

Are hard enough to bear

Without having family relationships

Also mixed in there

What were you trying to prove?

Doing things the way you did

That you were the President

And that we must do as you bid

How soon before you ask him

To put his conscience on the line

Share secrets he cannot tell

Accidentally or by design

Yes I am afraid of you

Of what you may do to him

How much is just necessity

How much, merely a whim

I hope that I am proved wrong

Though the evidence seems clear

Power and rank mean little to me

It’s not loosing them I fear

Yet still you try to tell me

You want me to trust in you

But Madam President, how can I

Watching the things that you do?