Equal made

with the same gravity

coin and feather

fall with the same speed

in vacuum.

kings and crowns,

knights and warriors,

cease fire,

volley not.

insult not palace

ye street houses.

kill thy fork'd tongue.

feather wants

us to realize

we have same genesis,

same end.

from dust to dust.

there's no king but God,

no knights but Seraphs,

no palace but God's kingdom.

so settle down

we're made equal.