I've rewritten Efendi in English for a friend on educational purposes:
as if you own your body but no name within
he claws and rips your tender skin.
until you get his orders you're silently waiting
you will catch and bring back the words he was throwing
for giving the exact number on his demand
you're counting your heartbeats; so obedient.
his indications, you're respectfully following
as if you're inhaling what he's exhaling.
you're grateful to your master for his justice
when the collar on your neck brutally squeezes.

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