Sweet words that make your mind at rest
May well be the poison that will take your breath
A helping hand that lifts you up from the pit
May well be the one that had pushed you into it
A smile that you see up front with your eyes
May well have a thousand traps hidden behind
A kind act that may apparently seem so
May well have some ulterior motive hidden below
Such are the cases that have been on the rise
People wearing masks, hiding their devilish inside
As they value moral less and less
Blinded by the burning desire that knows no end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem