Why, did you hack my
account of mail?
Where heart can whisper,
to tell heart's tale!
No, not that you think
of, suppose my brother,
chats there, of his grief or,
an intimate talk with father.
What's the use of doing
such unfair, useless thing?
Does it give you fame,
pound, dollar or sterling?
Thus, you can't block
my fairy-land's door.
I'll open it up every time,
and step into the world of lore.
Yes this is the terrible truth of human nature.... now its not only our possessions that are at risk, its our personal inner peace.... nice write of contemporary value... tyvm karen
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I would like to translate this poem
There will always be jealousy and people close to you, you can't trust. Invading privacy truly violates. Great write!