Day 183 – Cost

Look what it costs to be right,
my own smugness alarms me sometimes.
How did it feel to read correctly
an open palm? What have I won
in a battle where we all got hurt?
They told me lies were the most grievous sin
so I vowed to ferret out truth with a relishing drill
but the prizes I uncovered were never enough
and they’ll never be mine,
they will never be worth what it cost
to dig them up.

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