(3 June 1926 – 5 April 1997 / Newark, New Jersey)

If There Is A Witness To My Little Life

If there is a witness to my little life,
To my tiny throes and struggles,
He sees a fool;
And it is not fine for gods to menace fools.

by Stephen Crane

Comments (8)

'Move with rhythm, roll with vowels. Consonants around vowels make sense. Savour vowels, appreciate consonants' - loved these lines!
Roll with vowels and, Remember the Future! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Change is absolute. Ordinary mind includes eternal perceptions. Observe what’s vivid. consciousness.. inspiration.. rebel. a fine poem. tony
Consonants around vowels make sense. Savour vowels, appreciate consonants. Nice poem
It's not any manifesto, it's the flash of consciousness. Written but no promises to keep its valid action. A flash of conscious. Such writings give us inspiration to speak as you feel, at least the moment you feel as a rebel. Good put by PH. Thanks.
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