My Chameleon Glasses Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini

You are the nose of the air,
the eyes of the sky,
the ears of the walls,
you are my chameleon glass.

Don’t go far from me.
Without you I can’t see
more than the mirror sees.
You have the eyes
to pry into my person
than the cheval glasses.

Sometimes they print lies
especially on my skin.
With sympathetic eyes,
when in fact I’m disappearing,
they say am bold.

So tell me sincerely,
don’t be sentimental,
be free to speak fairly.

When you look at me,
what do you think of me
as a human being?

Please wait,
Before you judge in haste.
Don’t look at me with envious eyes.
Don’t speak of me with jealous tongue.
Don’t write about me with a twisted pen,
On a paper of hostility.
Don’t draw or paint me
on a canvas of malice.
Be free and let your judgement be fare.

When you look at me,
what do you think of me
as a human being?