I do not know why I followed a fly.
I do not know why he swallowed the fly.
Because he could not bare to see his own lie.
I do not know why I came to this fly.
Because I enjoyed the lie that came from this fly?
Now that I know why, I DO NOT want to lie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The title of your poem caught my attention. The poem itself was enjoyable to read and the note at the end, poignant.