Equality Among the Aspens

what crown is there amongst trees?

equality is a myth

we write but the words we choose are unique
for Jordan, poems and emotions
for Paul, dragons and oceans
there is no Ideal shape for ink to seek

one begins, the other directs
the drafter with the editor
the storyteller and the marketer
in unity all skill intersects

where once we were alone
a starving artist without hope
a skillful artisan with empty scope
now bound stronger than stone

always one must take the lead
deciding furrow, crop, and tool
one the worker, one to rule
distinct and special in gift and need

we are one