The Luminaries
Myth is that a loser written history In which you could only find great defeats Worth more than a thousand lustreless victories And you may come across people died for a cause Whom you hesitate to call martyrs They are names unknown But their slayers are well remembered and You might even know their names No textbooks inscribe their stories No poets compose lyrics on them No squares are named after them No monuments are erected to pay homage to them They are the unknown citizens They are the lost causes Like fallen foliages they decay to become a compost Like prop roots they always support the tree They are the helpless common folk who lost their lives in the oppressive autocracy They are the mass who allowed the leader to speak up They are the soldiers who fought great battles and died unrecognised They are the common workforce who built the great cities They are the farmers who alleviated the hunger of the country They are the ordinary citizens who loved their ...