Cassandra Curse
I teach History, you see.
But, I don't know what it is.
Just as Hollywood remakes classics
with new faces for new generations,
I suspect,
I do much the same.
I do try to sweep away
the old myths and lies
of History, but,
as each class, each year,
recedes farther from my age,
I wonder,
am I just replacing old myths,
with my myths.
Is there something tangible
that I can teach?
Have we evolved at all?
I sit here, just past the bloodiest century
since we left the savannah,
and I wonder,,,
Am I just another shill.
New myths for old!
New myths for old!
Come and get
your hot new myths.
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