What if we just were even-steven?
What a justified day to be accusing
You of leading instead of retracing
My steps and seeing me standing
At the wrong side of the equator having
These weirdest wishes of inferiority
Be vigilant of your parameters
My wishful thinking wants them to plummet
Cast a judging shadow upon my summit
But this envy marks my only ambition
Of course, I'm just not man enough to say:
"Let's make a pact
I'll try to be more
If you don't try to be less"
But is it evil to choose Law over Chaos?
Is it wrong to do unto others
As I would have them do unto me?