The Bones of Great Men
The times of great men are now past, because we are too much exposed now
for the leaven of myth and legend to swallow up the horror of what we really are.
There will be no man who remains proud at the last day--
not even those whose bones we coronated.
We have fought and bled and died to be remembered.
Will the horror of our memory teach our sons to suffer the same pains
to be forgotten, as our fathers were?
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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S.zaynab.k
6 years ago
Yeah I think great men are history yeah. This is a very interesting evocative poem. Written swell n hard hitting. Kudos.
pls do review my latest poem too, I'm quite new here but have been writing elsewhere for ages and readers say they get messages for life from my poems. So pls add your thoughts.