Sunday, March 27, 2016

Just not equal.

  Just not equal.




One plus one,
One would imagine is two.
But I’ve been learning,
How this just aint true.
One is not always equal
To the other making two.
Two are different each unique,
Something new I’ve seen in you.
Feel the tenderness of one,
The second has strength,
Not such compassion or empathy,
Could this second one be,
One plus one, becoming three?
Finesse the second, passion for life,
One is often so much brute,
Two is tender like a wife.
Forced to see two,
Not one on one beneath,
Two is less than one alone,
Fighting numbers through gritted teeth.
Equality and being equal,
Are laws not made by numbers,
One is up and working early,
Two stays in and sometimes slumbers.
Guided in the laws of fractions,
Split the two, divide the rule,
Better build the blocks of courage,
Or you’ll see who’s left the fool.
Pairs are couples, stuck together,
For the love of feeling whole,
Be the one who helps another,
Two can smooth love for the soul.