Even numbers sound normal.
They put their shoulders high
Treating others like assholes.
But, they are nothing
Without the odd.

Even numbers parade like soldiers.
Commanding with their sinking voices.
Smoking the all-knowing pipes.
But, have no status
Without the Odds.

Even numbers want to dominate.
So, they relate to only their kind
Forgetting that they are sometimes odd
When they share themselves
Into equal halves.

What colours is life
Is the odd of life.
Even, though important,
Has no colour
Without the odd.

Edem (Fodeka) Kusorgbor

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