The Burning of the Books
on REM Zoe Lara (in India) (India), 08/Apr/2009 22:11, 34 days ago
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When the regime ordered that books with dangerous teachingsShould be publicly burnt and everywhereOxen were forced to draw carts full of booksTo the funeral pyre, an exiled poet,One of the best, discovered with fury, when he studied the listOf the burned, that his booksHad been forgotten. He rushed to his writing tableOn wings of anger and wrote a letter to those in power.Burn me, he wrote with a hurrying pen, burn me!Do not treat me in this fashion. Don't leave me out. Have I notAlways spoken the truth in my books? And nowYou treat me like a liar! I order you:Burn me!- Bertold Brecht (the man who lived and died in exile, loved fervently but never arduously, took theatre to levels of giddiness, and believed that art was "not a mirror to hold up to society, but a hammer with which to shape it").
