Truth always demands a tax.
The sooner I admit it the smaller the fee.
The later I agree to see it, the greater the toll.
The tax of truth is at compounding interest,
Factorial for each day of denial,
Such that 5 days denial factors to 120 lives,
But just two more days, at 7, factors to 5040.
I mastered the math long ago,
But not the meter of its implication yet.
Why do I keep borrowing from this monster?
At some point, the borrower must become
Exponentially gross
For giving the lender credit again?
Despite knowing,
I must find the wisdom
To ask
How am I a fool today?
But I am too taxed.
But I am too taxed.
If wishes were fish, and truth was neon bright... |
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