They taught him their history was great.
He was immature and passionate.
He went to school to learn the same.
His teachers all enjoyed the game.
He never questioned what he learned.
He never doubted what he heard.
As he grew up and went to college.
His life changed and so his knowledge.
He would engage in heated debates
On life and history with his mates.
He was sure their life was marvelous.
He was sure their history, famous.
He happened to read some different tales
That changed his mind and tipped the scales.
The greatness they claimed to have achieved.
Was just a lie they multiplied, and he believed.
The foe they feigned they would defeat.
They would support and kiss his feet.
He learned the facts they long denied.
He knew the truth no one could hide.
18/4/2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem