Equals

We are not equals, 

Fairness doesn’t live here.

It’s a hard pill to swallow

As I try not to shed a tear.

We are not equals 

It is me below you.

Maybe once we were,

But then the disparity grew.

Your needs come first.

Then maybe mine come into play.

It’s not that I’m not grateful,

For each and every day,

But the difference hangs high

Constantly overhead,

Sometimes not even hidden,

Within the things you did and said.

2018