Lie

I shall not motivate myself,
Nor will I pretend to persuade you
To adopt my thoughts, for it is theft
But to the sharpest minds.
Theft of the strangest kinds,
You say, for why should you be late
In time, when you could be late now?
Moreover, I have not an answer
Ready to please your appetite
For odd enquiries, and even if
I had a point to tell, why would I
If mistaken is all I could possibly sell?
But then, there is my duty to entertain
The slightest ambition for you to surpass --
Anything but justice is what you fight for
But words will never fail to become
Your weapon in all wars, all the more
If your condition is greater than some
Others... but again, if I have the quest
To let you pass the gates, and forbid the rest
I will always pull the gates open
So thus you will find that your person
Has had a greater impact on mine,
Whereas your lips will never lie to the time.