Glutton For History

Like gluttons we gathered for a feast.

Sucking on the bone marrow of history

The more we ate, the hungrier we got

In search of gourmet we traveled

From the east to the west with young and curious hearts

There came a cross road of history

Fighting with thoughts, we stood at the fork

Wondering which way is correct,

Is it this way, our history books taught

Or that way, the history is teaching.

One after the other, several anecdotes we heard

About figures revered as heroes in books

While we uncovered the veils to see the villainy under the hood

And of heroes with bosoms unsung,

Those who failed to grab a page in Wikipedia

Buried under the behemoth of religious politics.

Our history, as we know today, we realized

Torn apart part by part, refined and painted in colors

Beautified with religions and decorated with fake wars

Written by historians with currency filled bellies

Is a lie served at expensive price in golden plates.

Feeding on these lies we breed diseases

Diseases full of hatred for nations and races

Diseases which are breeding grounds for color discrimination

Diseases that go un-diagnosed until we rot away.