Nun ja, aus Trotz und weil diese Stückchen Lyrik auch zu Allerheiligen und generell zum Herbst gut passt nun trotzdem Lyrik. Ein Gedicht des amerikanischen Dichters Stephen Crane.
Stephen Crane - In the desert
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said: "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter - bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."
