History is like a thin white paper,
The fact can be replace easily erase in an hour,
So it was; the truth of this horror,
History is all lie and written by liar,
Who think of them self rather than the other?
History is in fact written by the victor,
Who actually damned the minor!
Poor voiceless minor but minor to the victor,
Ahh, true only to some extend of this victor,
Condemning those people forever!
But, harsh it may sound it is also fair,
If it is not true and fair,
Who are we to talk together my brother and sister?
One to another and not whisper,
Like a ghost in the haunted tower.
The ghost in a haunted tower,
Heard, but that could be the wind that whisper,
A dark forgotten memory of the nation’s fighter,
Regardless, who am I to speak in such manner,
Curse! the stupid ones that not know the history of our.
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