For day 15 of OctPoWriMo, the following quote came up: “Perhaps nothing is entirely true, not even this.” ~ Multatuli, which I find quite insightful and poetic in itself. It made me think about all of the things that I learned in history class when I was a kid that historians are now saying are not truth. But how can it be? I wonder. I don’t live in a communist state or a government controlled state (ermm, not certain that is currently true) so how can what I learned be untrue? Maybe some time I’ll check it out. In the meantime, I, of course, wrote a poem. This is day 2 for me.

History/Fact/Truth Years ago, I heard history is taught differently depending on your circumstances. Victors win battles losers fabricate facts, but why is history here changing? Facts I learned are now untrue although no war waged. Along with new math is there new history? I have no claim in this battle except desiring truth. Truth, a concept that should be beyond reproach but heeded differently these days as everyone/everything truths apart as if one fact cannot exist for all. Is it not true we all still need oxygen or does someone not? If the history I learned as a child is not true, then what of everything else? Pluto vanished from planet-sy. Spencer and Katharine were not soulmates. Santa does not exist. Facts have alternative facts. Maybe poetry is the one true thing. And dogs, always dogs.
Categories: dogs, OctPoWriMo 2020, poems
There are three sides to every story. Yours, mine and the truth!