Consent is not just for sex
when intrusion is not checked
pushing past the very walls
meant to protect integrity
at the risk of sanity
a sad victim of disrespect
what's considered mildly rude
moves into realms that abuse
these boundaries set by privileged folk
from the place of power's throne
might made right by consequence
of desires that few admit
while protections are instilled
enjoyed within their four walls
then forgotten when applied
to the ones found outside
the very same would be condemned
when meted out to their clan
of violators without regard
for consent outside of bounds.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20190712.
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I would like to translate this poem
A very thought provoking poem on a topic which is interpreted to suit one's selfish motives. Thanks a lot.