Man, you might be richer with
wealth
But I am neither poorer,
With my bowl content with
contents.
Man, you might be stronger
with power
But I am neither weaker,
With my sack’s wants empty.
Why must I fall behind you?
Woman, you might be poorer in
looks
I am not richer either
With my kit of virtues torn.
Woman, you are weaker in
virtues
I am not richer either
With my bag of conscience
worn.
That is why I fall behind
you.
31.12.2006

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