The Plight Of A Historian Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni
The Plight Of A Historian
He made a mockery of my verve
I had spent on rewriting history;
He did not need me he said,
The teller of untrue tales I was;
He did not suggest whom to look up to
For making any amend.
He did not believe in himself, he found
The stories I told about him were wrong,
He did not like the description of him.
Caught in a vicious bind I am,
Where am I to go from here.
Who will tell me now?
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