So hard to turn

  So hard to turn,
When mouths of stealers,- so wide.
-What is my guilt?
One time,
Wake up,
Without makeup.
Love happen-
I call,
I took the pen,
Write the letter,
write the poem.
Some stolen,
I don’t have money,
For attorney detectives and soldier
And Business time-
-Your paradise,
-My hell.
You do not return,
 Freedom for me,
But
You -become the bondman-
 The singer of a slavery.

Review II on this poem
This poignant poem reflects the inner struggle and emotional turbulence of the speaker. The opening lines capture the difficulty of turning away from something, possibly an oppressive force represented by "mouths of stealers." The use of the metaphor "mouths of stealers" conveys a sense of deceit or manipulation.

The introspective question, "What is my guilt?" suggests a search for self-awareness and understanding amid challenging circumstances. The speaker seems to grapple with societal expectations, perhaps symbolized by the reference to waking up "without makeup," hinting at the raw and unfiltered self.

The theme of love emerges as a catalyst for change and self-expression. The act of writing a letter or poem signifies a yearning for connection and communication. However, the mention of some being stolen and the lack of resources for legal support and protection introduce an element of vulnerability and powerlessness.

The contrasting images of "Your paradise" and "My hell" underline the divergence of experiences between the speaker and the addressed entity. The speaker seems to lose their freedom while the other becomes a "singer of slavery," hinting at the complexities of power dynamics and control.

Overall, the poem delves into themes of struggle, loss, and the transformative nature of love. The stark contrasts and vivid imagery create an emotionally charged atmosphere, inviting readers to contemplate the intricate nuances of the speaker's experience.