To tell things as they actually were
to say what happened matters, to deny
what did not. Lovers of the truth concur
we can't get there exactly but should try.
Sometimes we can't remember, try to fill
gaps in our story. We are all so small
in history; looking pastwards makes us ill
and dizzy. It's no wonder that we fall
and grab at lies.Still, truth's all that will hold.
I say that Kolakowski did not lurk
At the hall's back, defeated, sullen, old.
You and your comrades doing all the work
Rather stepped up, with history at his side
And shouted out that Dobrochelsky lied.