Can I offer a magnifying glass,
Or does a mirror suffice?
To scrutinize my insides
I will provide you with a knife...
I transport your artistic energies,
What compensation to me?
To be used as an instrument
Of consequent loyalty...
What allowance of proprietorship
Granted you possession
Of my equilibrium
For some other expression?
Captured as a source for your invention
I am helpless game of your play
Existing in frailty
Guards against such display...
It is bitter to swallow deception,
A method I can't accept
Being used as an exhibit
You installed with disrespect...
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Men that's some good words used there.....