Mar. 28th, 2010

The Donkey

Mar. 28th, 2010 06:23 pm
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When fishes flew and forests walked 
And figs grew upon thorn, 
Some moment when the moon was blood 
Then surely I was born; 

With monstrous head and sickening cry 
And ears like errant wings, 
The devil's walking parody 
On all four-footed things. 

The tattered outlaw of the earth, 
Of
ancient crooked will; 
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am
dumb, 
I keep my secret still. 

Fools! For I also had my hour; 
One far fierce hour and sweet: 
There was a shout about my ears, 
And palms before my feet. 
 

- G. K. Chesterton
 

 

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