When I smile I mean it
When I cry I screen it
A child born illegitimate
His hope just a pigment
The truth still not known
His feelings still not shown
His heart still flows
To find out the truth
Another day
Another week
Another month
Another year
Still his eyes weary
Filled with tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poignantly touching! keep it up!