The “crime of being small” poem is trending on TikTok. The poem is about feeling small in a big world and the struggles that come with it. It was originally posted by user @toomat0es, and has since been shared by many others. The poem is about feeling small in a big world and the struggles that come with it. It’s a poignant reminder that small things can be grand and big things can be bland. The poem encourages us to not let size define what we can or cannot do, and to remember that small things can make a big difference in the world.
The Crime Of Being Small Full Poem
To the spider,
the shadowed creature in the corner of the room
i hate you.
You scared me just as your brothers and sisters did before you,
and i will tell you what i told them,
You are a trespasser that does not belong here.
You entered without knocking.
Roamed freely like this is your home and decorated my walls with unwanted, silk webs without asking.
You may not be the only killer here, but only one of us is innocent,
and it’s not you.
The spider says to me, it’s brittle body squashed and dying,
It’s not you, either.
There is venom infused in my fang-shaped maws, but i was born this way.
What’s your excuse?
If you could count your murders, how long would you be counting?
Am i really this threatening?
I thought human hearts were bigger that mine, but you have killed with malice instead of marrow of your bones and poison bubbling behind your scowl
And i’m sorry for scaring you, but i didn’t know being seen would cost me my life.
Maybe If you didn’t fabricate the prickly feeling of my legs creeping upon your skin while I crawed across the living room floor,
If the webs I weaved were made of cotton candy and captured clementines, cherries, and sweet peas rather than struggling wings and blood;
If i had a pink tongue, push fur, a wagging tail, and fur legs instead of eight
If i had only two eyes, and they were glittering stars and not supermassive block holes;
If i was the same but looked diffeent; maybe you wouldn’t hate me.
Maybe you wouldn’t have loved me, either, and maybe you still wouldn’t have let me stay, but maybe you would’ve shown me the door or a window.
Maybe you would’ve shown me mercy.
(But you are still standing, and I am still sorry).
I think maybe,
no matter how reluctant,
mercy would’ve been enough.
“Ten Legs, Eight Broken” – I, e
The Crime Of Being Small On Tiktok
The Price I Pay
Small, small is just about all I feel.
Wrapped in a hankerchief is the tiniest part of my soul that still cares for the big world that surrounds mine. Things seem bigger from this upward view, and I find myself chasing beyond these trees of grass and into the space of clouds.
Still I travel through the world, with things unbeknownst to me all around.
Hands outstretched are ready to obtain the knowledge of things I wish I learned early, and yet they will always be too small to ever fully understand.
But even when I had grown, I saw the world looking down. Never more had I wished I was just small again, with hands that could never be full enough.
But here I am wrapping my handkerchief in a big world, with an even bigger world around it.
Containing the part of me that cares about the world inside of mine.
Another poem that has been trending on TikTok is “Mercy” by Rudy Francisco. The poem is about showing kindness and mercy to others, even when it’s not expected or required.
This is one of my favorite poemss thought i would share. Its very “I pray nobody kills me for the crime of being too small”
after Nikki Giovanni
She asks me to kill the spider. Instead, I get the most peaceful weapons I can find.
I take a cup and a napkin.
I catch the spider, put it outside and allow it to walk away.
If I am ever caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, just being alive and not bothering anyone,
I hope I am greeted
with the same kind of mercy.
– Rudy Francisco
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After reading the “The Price I Pay” poem, one might feel a profound sense of empathy and reflection. The poem eloquently captures the sentiment of feeling small in a vast world and the yearning to understand and navigate it better. The imagery of being wrapped in a handkerchief, chasing beyond the “trees of grass” into the clouds, and the longing for knowledge convey a sense of innocence and curiosity. The line, “But even when I had grown, I saw the world looking down,” evokes a feeling of nostalgia for the simplicity of childhood.
The poem leaves you with a sense of melancholy and a desire to return to a time when the world seemed smaller and more manageable. It reminds us of the value of the small things and the importance of caring for the world around us, even when it feels overwhelmingly large.
In a way, it might make you feel sorry about stepping on the spider in “Mercy” by Rudy Francisco, as both poems emphasize the significance of small beings and small actions in a grand world. The feeling after reading “The Price I Pay” is one of contemplation and a gentle sorrow for the loss of innocence and the recognition of the enduring importance of smallness in a big world.
How do you feel about this sad spider poem?