The black and the white, The day and the night,
The warm and the cold, The new and the old.
Fear and delight, Whats wrong and what\'s right,
The birds and the bees. The yous and the mes.
All life is comparison,
A judgement against,
But is the grass really more alive,
On the other side of the fence.
Or is it as simple as what you have,
Will never amount to what you desire,
The world will still end, all life will be lost
In the final explosion, a burning rage of fire,
We all will die,
And in life will suffer,
So where is the value,
In the comparison of one to another.
Truth be told, and often heard,
Barely understood, but outcomes observed.
All comparison does,
Is make less of achievement,
Shows you what you want,
Never letting you reach it.
Many will know this and still choose to do,
Compare what you have with some less fortunate than you,
Fortune is relative, as is much of life,
So it can make you rich, if you look at it right.