Motives Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

I fobbed you off at first,
'excellent question',
I needed just a bit
of time to find an answer
that would approach the truth.
I love to help those folks,
pull all the stops and then some,
to heal, improve, prolong,
perhaps save lives, God willing.
But in the end I have, (I do)
the sneakiest suspicion
that looks deceive (they do) .
And motives may be honeybees
that hum just when I please myself.
It's what we do, of course
or could it be just me?