Poetry – History

History

 

Blood, pain and games

Down the desert wastes of history;

A struggle

For wealth and power

Where the winners

Write the wrongs

And most

Just disappear.

 

History:

To slay, torture and desire,

With impunity,

In a game

That has no rules;

Where compassion

Is a stranger.

 

Opher – 19.12.2019

 

 

History is no more than a record of the wealthy and powerful in their ridiculous games; tales of intrigue and cruelty, greed, passion and fury in which ordinary lives are of no consequence.

It is peppered with violence and ruled by the worst of human nature.

History is a record of our failure.

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