One never knows who today they can trust.
Not with the many attempting to impress others.
Cheating spouses have always been quick to lie,
As if being discreet keeps their doings off the streets.
And those claiming to be someone else's close friend,
Are the very ones to begin a gossiping done.
To then become offended by known facts,
That their footprints have left muddied tracks...
Right back where they defend an inncocence and denial.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem