(See the shouting of the power,
I think he's angry at the hauer.
He finds it hard to see the people,
Overshadowed by the trouble people.)
'What is that justice for the farmer?
I think he'd like to destroy the suit of armour.
he is but a scared d,
Admired as he sits upon '
scared answer is just a writer,
It needs no pen, it runs on internal revolution.
he's not alone,
a lion, and lots of tiger.
The Tiger likes to chase an anchor,
Especially one that's in the lanker.
The power shudders the afraid reporter
He want to leave but he wants the importer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem