Poetry - A Poem's Sad Tale Of Copyright Infringement

A Poem’s Sad Tale Of Copyright Infringement

In violation, I stand upon this page
Digitalised for all to see. The words
that make my body stripped away
from my owner. Naked, I fill this strange
space that is alien to me. Against my will
I am a crime of this technological age.
How easy for you to take me.

Note: As my blog schedule is getting a little bit thin I will be designating the last Monday of the month poetry day. Other posts will include book reviews once or twice a month and my row80 progress will be posted every Wednesday.