History is a big book of stories,
that was never printed but in the sand,
of things going right,
and often wrong,
but always aiming,
for a better place.
The history they sell,
is a weapon,
The history they sell,
kills,
The history they sell,
is not a history,
but a message,
and a narrow street,
and peer pressure,
and a justification,
for the way things are,
so we forget,
how they should be.
how they could be.
A contest entry
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600 points, ended April 9, 2007, 7 entries
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I think there is a definite intelligence at work here, and I really could agree more with the sentiment you have expressed in this poem. Our history, is indeed, more often a facade to define, justify, and enable our present. Ironic, no? But mankind approaches and inevitable and escapable end. Darwin got at least this much right: we must adapt, or die.
I read once that the definition of insanity is to keep doing what you have always done, all the while expecting a different result. That would make a good preface for the witty warning you have crafted.
Great promote, thanks.
~Das
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Yes, I agree that we do forget how things could be or how we feel they should be.
I think you could make this even better and more emotionally powerful by going more specific in examples rather than more general.
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