It is no easy task to put off the force of the Stupid God
And there is rebuke in doing so for ever having put it on.
The recollection of folly is no pleasant thing,
A hair-like cactus spine that irritates only when exposed again
Or brushed by hand now opened and active,
But not when holding still and idly kept.
It is no wonder that many will not act,
The less so when there are no tweezers handy,
And any action serves only to drive the slender spine further in
Where what damage it may do cannot be seen
And may well not pass the threshold of feeling
But is still done.
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