Many workmen <br />Built a huge ball of masonry <br />Upon a mountain-top. <br />Then they went to the valley below, <br />And turned to behold their work. <br />"It is grand," they said; <br />They loved the thing. <br /> <br />Of a sudden, it moved: <br />It came upon them swiftly; <br />It crushed them all to blood. <br />But some had opportunity to squeal.<br /><br />Stephen Crane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/many-workmen/
