Poetry is not nudity, obscenity or pornography,
Poetry is poetry,
Let poetry be poetry,
Art for art's sake
Or for morality and didacticism.
Make her not drink too much
To snap her photos
In drunkenness and abnormal behavior,
Turning her a bar tender,
A cabaret dancer,
A fashionista.
Sell her not in the bazaar,
Cage her not
In the conservative society
Placed under bans and wraps,
Throttling her liberty and freedom,
She is after all a man,
Not commodity,
To be sold and bought for.
Have you heard her sobs and sighs,
Her wails and weepings,
If not, hear them,
Who is after all a man,
A woman,
She has also a heart within,
Try top feel her, her heart
And her feelings?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A personification of poetry. How different...I wish there were more poems like this floating around.