A Prouder Man Than You

by Henry Lawson If you fancy that your people come from better stock than mine,If you hint of higher breeding by a word or by sign,If you’re proud because of fortune or the clever things you do -Then I’ll play no second fiddle: I’m a better man than you!If you think that your profession has theContinue reading “A Prouder Man Than You”

Tiny Feet

by Gabriela Mistral 1889-1957 A child’s tiny feet, Blue, blue with cold, How can they see and not protect you? Oh, my God! Tiny wounded feet, Bruised all over by pebbles, Abused by snow and soil! Man being blind, ignores That where you step you leave A blossom of bright light, That where you haveContinue reading “Tiny Feet”