fire and ice by Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire
But if I had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice
I have so much love for this poem it's unreal. It pops into my head randomly all the time. I sit and find myself wondering what the people around me would favour, fire or ice. I like to people watch. I once recited the poem to someone at a bus stop and asked them their thoughts. I can't help myself sometimes.
Does anyone else have crazy obsessions like this?