Stephen Maria Crane

Here you will find the Poem In the desert of poet Stephen Maria Crane

In the desert

In the desert 
I saw a creature, naked, bestial, 
who, squatting upon the ground, 
Held his heart in his hands, 
And ate of it. 
I said, "Is it good, friend?" 
"It is bitter -- bitter," he answered; 
"But I like it 
Because it is bitter, 
And because it is my heart."