We Can Break the Comparison Curse

You want the answer to be like a door,

Either opened or closed,

Either universally, Yes or always, No.

You want the answer to mimic the gate.

You do not even have to walk through it,

To see your path’s way.

You want the answer to be like the glass in a window,

Like the glass of a fortune teller's ball,

Sparkling clear to find security in seeing it all.

My yesses may be your nos,

My path has different bends than yours does,

Our windows illuminate not of the future, but of what once was.

Sing for today and accept your lot,

I will welcome mine too, as I hum the verse,

Together we break control of the comparison curse.

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