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.
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