Is It Really True? Poem by Sandra Feldman

Is It Really True?



What do we know?
So much, and yet,
Of nothing are we sure,
That may not be invention,
Of those that fake History,
And take advantage,
Of the few Innocents left
In this valley of imperfection,
As the light of truth gets dimmer,
And our blood line to our History,
So much thinner.

Monday, March 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: history,truth
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