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Poet: Stephen Crane
Poem: 55.
A man toiled on a burning road
Volume: The Black Riders & Other Lines
Year: Published/Written in 1905
Comment 1 of 1, added on August 12th, 2005 at 10:08 AM.
A dusty road comes to my mind, with a dusty man in tattered clothes doing some work. He is so hot and thirsty, and dirty from the dry air. His head is dry and he looks up and sees this fat, stupid ass grinning at him from the green place. He must feel what a lazy animal is this ass. Just sitting there. Look at me, he thinks, I work so hard and you are so lazy. Do not be satisfied with your easy life, "it will not suffice you." Get up and work hard like me, toil on this burning road.
Sean Irving from Canada
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A dusty road comes to my mind, with a dusty man in tattered clothes doing some work. He is so hot and thirsty, and dirty from the dry air. His head is dry and he looks up and sees this fat, stupid ass grinning at him from the green place. He must feel what a lazy animal is this ass. Just sitting there. Look at me, he thinks, I work so hard and you are so lazy. Do not be satisfied with your easy life, "it will not suffice you." Get up and work hard like me, toil on this burning road.
Sean Irving from Canada