Monday, March 7, 2016
The Eminent Historian
The eminent historian will write books
For those in love with the crimes in the world;
The honest historian objects to my place
In the middle of nowhere, the place of a
Thousand worlds, in the sight of lace and space.
The lace of the shoes congratulates the role
Played by those in endeavour and jokey joy.
The straightforward criminalist wishes for the end
To begin and the beginning to die forcibly.
I must cry forwardly, my crimes master me.
These dates and issues are of the role-play,
They are the martyrs of our history, the role
Of the century, the offer of war and all it entails.
The shoes of my feet are worn by my lines
Offering winds that change direction.
Topic(s) of this poem: history