Poem by Rudyard Kipling

«Epitaphs of the War». 1914-1918. 22. A Dead Statesman

I could not dig; I dared not rob:
Therefore I lied to please the mob.
Now all my lies are proved untrue
And I must face the men I slew.
What tale shall serve me here among
Mine angry and defrauded young?

1. A Nativity
2. The First Chantey
3. «Debits and Credits». (1919-1926). 1. The Changelings
4. The Wishing Caps
5. The Declaration of London

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