Posted on 1 January, 2021 by thebestnchic A Dead Statesman by Rudyard Kipling 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? Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestWhatsApp Related Post navigationPrevious post: A Code Of MoralsNext post: Alnaschar And The Oxen