The Lie

I don't know where this myth started.
I don't know where this falsity began.
I don't know when confusion and exaggeration
met and when they picked up and ran.
I don't know who spoke the words
that contradicted the truth in print
or who was foolish enough to assist,
unknowingly propelling the sin.
I don't know who pedaled the trick
that was so far from correct
or who, in the process of the sham,
they were trying to protect.
I don't know how long this facade
has been alive and well
but the gaining of steam
is about to be quelled
with the crashing and the burning
about to come to a head
when the lie, the falsity, the myth
finally ends up dead.