Little man of little worth what is it that you need?
A yellow sun in broad day light my inerrupted sleep!
Little men with big grand dreams at night you lay awake.
Don't look at me dead little man I write what I have seen.
Ignorant yes you will learn and one day understand.
It is quite here at dawn on the front no one will come.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem