A man went before a strange God -- The god of many men, sadly wise. And the deity thundered loudly, Fat with rage, and puffing. "Kneel, mortal, and cringe "And grovel and do homage "To my particularly sublime majesty." The man fled. Then the man went to another God -- The god of his inner thoughts. And this one looked at him With soft eyes Lit with infinite comprehension, And said, "My poor child!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUTH AND ART by ROBERT BROWNING FAREWELL TO HIS WIFE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE WILD GAZELLE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE BANNER OF THE JEW by EMMA LAZARUS CAPTAIN CARPENTER by JOHN CROWE RANSOM |