Pels insomnicacs

There are some nights when
sleep plays coy, -...tímid-
aloof and disdainful. -a distancia i apàtic-
And all the wiles -...trucs?-
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful.

Maya Angelou.

Aquest poema va ser escrit per Maya Angelou. Una dona de color nascuda a Missouri al 1928.
M'ha semblat un poema maco per compartir amb els insomniacs.

Bons insomnis!