A little ink more or less! <br />I surely can't matter? <br />Even the sky and the opulent sea, <br />The plains and the hills, aloof, <br />Hear the uproar of all these books. <br />But it is only a little ink more or less. <br /> <br />What? <br />You define me God with these trinkets? <br />Can my misery meal on an ordered walking <br />Of surpliced numskulls? <br />And a fanfare of lights? <br />Or even upon the measured pulpitings <br />Of the familiar false and true? <br />Is this God? <br />Where, then, is hell? <br />Show me some bastard mushroom <br />Sprung from a pollution of blood. <br />It is better. <br /> <br />Where is God?<br /><br />Stephen Crane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-little-ink-more-or-less/
