Monday Morning Poetry, January 16

To Historians

Seldom do I find in your massive, turgid tomes,

news about the joy of a child’s birth,

daily acts of kindness,

the writing of poetry,

the singing of songs,

the fulfillment of duties.

These stories I do not hear.


I do read about wars and insurrections,

assassinations and brutality,

wretched poverty and the spilling of blood.

And I weep.


Please, please tell the whole tale

lest my mind knows only terror

and my heart faint and fail.

Robert F. Morneau