be wise my dear
when she comes back to you and tells you lies
pretend you believe her
and let her tell all her lies again
let her bloat and make the bubbles of soap in the air
and always, always, always, pretend that you like it
swallow her lies like a bait
take everything like hook and sinker
then ask her if she is alright
and happy with her
new found man, this american
who gives her money
and a ticket to her freedom
the citizenship that she badly needs
to free from the bondage
of your marriage
you may even kiss her and wish her luck
and happiness and bliss
you send her away
for good
because, and this you must not tell her,
lie just like her,
you do not love her anymore
and you want her
also to go to hell
(for Dodong Harry
whose wife wants to be relieved
of their marriage because she wants to be married to an American)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem