I've never met a man I didn't like
That's what Will Rodgers used to say
But with what he said I don't agree
I see things in a different way.
Some men have stolen from my purse
And some have harmed me with their mouth
I know not many I can trust
And fewer still I care about.
I've lost faith in humanity
So few on whom I can depend
Far too many trying to hoodwink me
Myself is my own greatest friend.
Now could it be that in Will Rodgers day
All human hearts were free of sin
Or do I only highlight my own faults
By belittling my fellow men.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.