When you and I were conceived,
We were equal.
Before we were born,
We were equal.
During the course of our lives,
We became ignorantly torn,
By our mischievous lies.
We were trapped, deceived,
And drowned in falsehood,
Got lost in the neighborhood,
And dreamt of being unequal,
Different, strange, not bold.
In the Dead Sea,
In reality,
We were equal,
Even
Then.
After the process,
We only got worse,
And lost control,
Because we were equal,
With or without make-up,
At the bottom and on top.
We were equal before and after.
We were nothing before and after.
Copyright© January 2017, Logerie Hebert, all rights reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several books of poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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