Unequal You, Unequal Me

Imagine if you will, a world of books where all the words lead to the same place no matter the beginning (no matter the middle) A world where trees are never planted, never grow, but always retain the same shape, same number of branches, never varying (not even a little) Some don't have to imagine, some want to make it true Some want to mold us into identical shapes and hues (even if it's me, even if it's you) Some don't like the chaos that entails in a society that is free, but instead would prefer micromanagement from above... ...to put it frankly, love, they wanna flatten the sea They don't like the mess that is You The mess that is Me They want to make an equal society... ...but how drab would that be? To see a mirror-still pond instead of a crashing sea. To see a sky full of clouds, all perfectly round with none too small and none too big They want to make things all the same so let's involve the government! Make every child a giant, and every giant a child Let politicians and bureaucrats hold the measuring stick (Family and Friends? Churches and Charity? How ludicrous!) They are the ones with exclusive rights to the reins You are just the pieces of their sadistic game ...but they come dressed as an angel of light with words so sweet it would make you cry We want to make an equal society Ha! I wonder why! So as to challenge the pigs of Orwell's Animal Farm? "Some animals don't deserve to be as equal as I." We just want to make things fair, a little here and a little there Don't be so close-minded, just give it a try! But not everyone low wants to be raised high Not all who strive for height wants to be chopped down We are humans We like to conquer mountains by the sweat of our brow, by the glint of our eyes... ...come whatever may, we are persistent! We are humans We like the free ride, to claim the spoils without ever needing to try To be showered with everything we could ever need like manna from the sky We are humans... (no one ever said we were consistent)