Truth and Lie

AFTER THE PERSIAN

He who loves the truth must have
Ever at hand a saddled steed
To serve his instant need.

He who thinks the truth must keep
His foot into the stirrup thrust
Lest he be ground to dust.

He who speaks the truth must grow
Wings back of either arm
To lift him high from harm. . . .

But he who lives the lie has need
Of neither stirrup, steed,
Nor wings about his head —
For he's already dead!
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