If you trespass privacy-
transgress intimate borders-
deceive decency- you'll
lay yourself open to spite
mockery and disdain- 'Look,
our buffoon! ' He performs a
brill show today- but don't
treat him seriously as he
doesn't have feelings in himself
he didn't respect ours or
was he too blind to see them
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Powerful, it's one of the reasons I find it difficult to write about myself, thank you