Tassels and Trays
'Twas though they were pulled by another force,
More powerful than the rays of the sun.
They seemed to throw Earth's orbit off its course,
As two colliding worlds merged to form one.
Their eyes conveyed what words could not express,
Unlocked their hearts and threw away the key.
And standing here, alone, I must confess-
I nursed a growing monster of envy.
Like lady and lord, like master and mate,
They are the silver and I am the rust.
But what did I do to deserve this fate?
This is undue, unfair, and unjust!
Why must I bow before another man?
If men were made equal, then where do I stand?
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