A poor chap is digging trenches <br />in the frontier beneath the Sungod. <br />He is not in regular army <br />who enrol voluntarily. <br />Like an arrow he has fallen to the earth <br />who cannot read and write. <br />For the daily wage he press his thumb mark <br />on the matt finished wages sheet <br />but his cataract blurred the notes. <br />He scorch like charcoal <br />and he sweats like an ocean. <br />During the short interval he take a catnap <br />and he dreams who became the Major General. <br />He is bit unhappy when he come to the reality <br />But this brave soul's smile covers all his mentality.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-soul-in-the-broad-daylight/
