IMBALANCE

 

 

Not everything should be scaled
For every imbalance
Put much into perspective creates another
 
Cherish your silver
It might be all the gold you would ever own.
 
And if all you own is gold
You will part with some to buy hay someday.
 
The waters of your house
Quenches thirst
More than that of your neighbor
 
But if you own the world
The scales will tip against you
In the emptiness that comes with lack of certain poverty.

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