let the man who talks
be quiet and let us hear
the man in the man -
the man who works not with
reason and thoughts -
but the cells, the reflexes
if he answers all our queries
of his origin, the expanse
of the physical side of things
and his relations to the universe
he will probably throw us all
out of our chair for all the
things the other man in him
is in the dark
they are a million miles apart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem