The first look is the hardest
I stop and stare
Feasting on the problems of others
Too detached to care
Headstrong in judgement
I spontaneously decide
First impressions are all consuming
What I don’t like I deride
I’m relived
It makes it easier to be
I see someone to look down upon
So glad it isn’t me
I am machine
A robot labyrinthine
Emotionally deleted
Programmed to be malign
I be proud
Expecting never to fall
Hoping to meet a better man
Should adversity come to call
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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