GRACE, OUR PIGOUVIAN TAX
Give me a paper
And let me hand it over to the writer
To elaborate how he thought you would be better
But you have proved to be bitter
Filling our eyes with pepper
Even the wind has stopped to listen
And the fish staring at you
You have defiled the natural order
Shuttering many dreams
And sending them to the grave yard
We wake up perplexed
Not knowing your next unpredictable move
For you are like human wants
Insatiable they are
You increase your utility to the detriment of others
At least if you were to factor the marginal external cost into your production function,
Your level of harm caused to the human race will somehow reduce
2020,
You are doing all these showing your ego. Little do you know that no matter how tall an Irogo tree is, it can never touch the sky
And No matter how sharp a blade is, it can never cut down a tree ðŸ˜ðŸ˜›
2020,
Everyone knows your anger is like dew fall, it will evaporate within the shortest possible time
Everyone knows you are not unconstrained but subject to a constraint ðŸ˜ðŸ˜›
As far as you have decided to be arrogant and egocentric rather than allocentric
Your PIGOUVIAN tax is coming ðŸ˜ðŸ˜›
GRACE, our PIGOUVIAN tax will even cause you to produce sub- normally
All your ice hand of death will melt and your solids of hardship, pain, and shame will all sublime ðŸ˜ðŸ˜›
Grace is available for us.
For our maker will never leave nor forsake us. Heb 13:5
We shall prevail because we are not alone 😊ðŸ˜ðŸ’ªðŸ»
©BCIL©
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