Two blue bags full of money,
Driven by a black car to swing my muse;
But you've aborted all the children in your womb and,
Now you are looking for a child.
Chickens exported to Africa for sale,
You have to learn always to gain a view;
Like the hour gone by without any hope.
Think twice,
Think before you act in this life;
For the future is very important!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem