These days the world is a place so cold
I wear a genuine smile as a lie's being told
That I assume is the truth, very deeply in my heart
but then there's a doubt that starts.
The man says that he is going through
and needs some help, by means of cash.
I look at him sideways, I don't want to be cross
but I'm not sure what his intentions are.
So I ask out of curiousity what it is he will do
with the money that I put in his hands
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem