“I’m worth as much as you,”
Yearns upward much as Eve’s son Cain;
forever proves such self-promotion.
“You’re worth as much as I,”
accepts our common source and fate
as knowledge what must be emotion
in one bound for eternity,
to take the path of earth each day —
that still avoids the world’s commotion,
and ever seeks with downward eyes
above all others — as once looked down
one tied to a tree in mute devotion.