Listen to:
Animals (:41)
by Walt Whitman
performed by Bob Gonzalez, rhapsode
I think I could turn and live with
animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd,
I stand and look at them long and
long.
They do not sweat and whine about
their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark
and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing
their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied, not one is
demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another, nor to
his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or unhappy
over the whole earth.
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