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Put Poetry You Created Through Google Translate
Take poetry you have already created, and put it into google translate. Translate it to other languages several times before translating it back to English. Copy and paste the poetry back onto Prose, and publish it here.
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MeeJong

Tearing eyes

You look at me

Through squint

Narrow

as you wish

Suppose we know

No matter what you choose to display

Not just my clothes

But i am more

What you see

Knowledge is key

Closed in offset box

Open understanding

He invaded under the arrogant carpet

Let it land

Clean your feet

So go

Go forward

In a world full of things

It will never last

More than a minute

One minute is not always sixty seconds

But this is important

If you say

You can slow down

But download

I found out the truth

time flies

How the company lives

You look at me with both eyes

Yes, my eyes also tend to

But naturally makes me lean

This is not my absence

Power beyond me

What are you allowed to be

Reduce what you see

Yes, my eyes also tend to

But my mind is open

Bigger than mouth at birth

When you come, cry on this earth

Slide in the hands of the doctor.

Able to keep up with the gang

I tell you who you are

where are you from

Who is your legal mother?

A legal mother?

My mother has the right

Birth may take her to new heights

But she is still fighting

Against the roof

Is to make sure it feeds you

She sold her rights

Never turn on the light

Then the darkest night

They passed alone

In new house

He found his way to the comfort zone

In your isolation

Assembly confusing

They are imminent

Mental contusion

damage

He rejected the entire country ...

Oh wait it's me

Living through my evil eyes

There is a hole in my dress now

Enough lies you gave me

Fill the loophole

But the truth is complete

Except truth

This is what i am looking for

What am i talking about

You look from top to bottom

I never see a landing again

Land on the mat.

understand deeper

That will open the box

Release the key

So not only is knowledge lost

But didn't even check

Because you don't go down

Enough to be found

Original:

Slanted Eyes

You look at me

Through slanted eyes

Narrowing

As you surmise

Presume to know

All I choose to show

Is not just my disguise

But I am more

Than what you see

Knowledge is key

Locked inside the box of prejudice

To be opened by understanding

Which you swept under the carpet of arrogance

And left out on the landing

For you to wipe your feet upon

And then walk on

Walk past

To a whole world of things

That never last

More than a minute

A minute that is not always sixty seconds

But it counted

If you count it

You can slow it down

But discount it

And the truth is found

Time flies

Like society lies

And you look at me with slanted eyes

And yes, my eyes are slanted too

But nature slanted mine

Not my absence of mind

Power beyond me

What you allow yourself to be

Limits what you see

And yes, my eyes are slanted too

But my mind is open wide

Wider than your mouth at birth

When you came screaming out onto this earth

Sliding into the doctor’s hands

So he could fasten yours with bands

That tell you who you are

Where you belong

Who’s your rightful mom

Rightful mom?

Mom with rights

Birth may have taken her to new heights

But still she fights

To keep a roof over her own head

So to ensure you will be fed

She sold her rights

Never to turn on the lights

So your darkest nights

Are spent alone

In a new home

Groping for a comfort zone

In your seclusion

Mounting confusing

Impending delusion

Mental contusion

Laceration

Rejection of an entire nation...

Oh wait, that’s me

Life through my slanted eyes

Now there’s a hole in my disguise

I’ve been fed more than enough lies

To fill the hole

But the whole truth

And nothing but the truth

Is what I seek

And what I speak

You look down from the hightest peak

And no longer see the landing

The landing with the carpet

Under which you swept the understanding

Which would open the box

To release the key

So knowledge is not only lost

But not even sought

Because you won’t come down

Long enough for it to be found