The Pretender Poem by Prasetya Utama

A woman approached, asking
'Why do my eyes prop? '
'Probably going to give money to someone,
but forgotten '
why your eyes so sore. but he is mistaken,
'I want to check the money,
or want to charge but shame, '
I pretended not to know,
I actually know
I know, yes I do not want to give money
because I know
He often deceive you too
This world is already full of deceit
mirror tipudaya
There in the eyelid
the fraudster