There was not one but two of us,
Tasks one would succeed and one would not,
But not to worry there are mostly good times,
Sometimes maybe equal in both.
There are things in this world that were made for two,
There are things in this world made for one,
If we try to preach things for the sake of pride,
What uniqueness would be left of individual rights?
Now you might say, why not, how come and what if,
But there are things that shake and cause ripples in the sea,
If we keep chasing the things that are not ours,
We will one day feel more lonely than who we are now.