If I have ever extended my hand,
With a smile to offer to you...
Or to anyone.
And it is dismissed as if I am diseased?
Well...
You will never again in your lifetime,
See that gesture from me towards you again.
And trust me...
I will not be the one feeling offended.
That's a promise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem