By David Aoloch Bion
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History is not stolen at midnight
By cunning
Not robbed at noon
By might
But a honour confer upon the wise
Who sacrifice to allow those deny
Free right of sunshine by unjust cloud
Of human wickedness to see the sun
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Never open history
And you don’t find your name there
And you become rabid
Start to kill people
Where were you
When they were writing the history?
Is their blame?
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Never enter library
Find the name of your age mate
Who fought a great battle
Who made a political achievement
And you model yourself after him
Realigning his campaigns and decisions
You can kill as many as Hitler
And you can kill yourself as Hitler too
And never make the history you aspire