Taxation of Credulity

rebellion_in_sanity

Someone shouted:
"The economy is in doldrums."

The finance minister said:
"I am raising taxes on income."

Economists joined in:
"That is most prudent
under the present situation."

And thus we prosper.

There I see communism and capitalism
shake hands;
congratulate each other over
the all-pervading oppression of taxation.

Covid came.
Within no time, scientists
found a new cure.
Humans sent probes to Mars.
Finally, the plan is being executed—
to execute ourselves with
artificial intelligence.

Yet no one seemed to find
an alternative to taxation.

Brothers and sisters,
let us pay homage and show reverence
to the genius of being fooled
by the same theory, dressed anew
for generations.

And here come the messengers of God,
banging their donation boxes:
Donation for being allowed to live—
the real taxation of life:
being taxed for living.

Someone whispers:
"Pssst… God demands taxes
on death.
Without paying death taxes,
you wouldn’t be laid to rest."

Now that we understand God’s design,
we profoundly apologise to the
venerable Nobel Laureates for
casting aspersions.

I wonder:
Do we need God?
Do we need the experts?
All problems—one solution: taxation.

  • Author: Rebellion In Sanity (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: November 27th, 2025 04:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: Taxation- the universal age old solution.
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  • sorenbarrett

    I hold the same sentiments and am wholly behind you on this one. if I could figure out how to get along without government I would and as for God well Nature works just as well.

    • rebellion_in_sanity

      Thank you for the read and your comments. Deeply appreciate your support 🙏



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