Poem about Self-Pity

Self-pity

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.

DH Lawrence

 Wikipedia article about DH Lawrence: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D._H._Lawrence

 Quoted several times in the movie G.I. Jane.

 

Another poem:

O the stale old dogs who pretend to guard
the morals of the masses,
how smelly they make the great back-yard
wetting after everyone that passes.

— excerpt, The Young and Their Moral Guardians

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