Original/Italian version: https://loscittorevolante.wordpress.com/2021/02/26/poesia-non-puoi/
You can’t ask a lion,
to ba a gazzelle,
you can’t ask a wolf,
to be a sheep.
You can’t ask to somebody who cares,
to stop caring.
You can’t ask a sensitive person,
to become cynic.
She/he will never be.
One thing is to try to correct our flaws,
or even erase them…
Another is to totally change our nature.
You can’t ask me that.
I don’t want to change who I am
And I think you like me this way.
I can never be something I am not
And I don’t want to be.
You can’t ask me to stop writing,
you can’t ask a painter,
to leave empty his work.