Hierarchy (Pisces)
My brother was just thirteen months younger, When I first saw him, I gave him a toy, That feeling was as real as my hunger for him to go, for Me to be The Boy. I know he validly resented me, I dare to believe that he loved me, too, Just as fellow feeling incented me, I believe in him it was just as true. I dislike the Battle of the Sexes, Where higher payoffs go to leaders, That mistakes the hierarchical nexus, For hierarchs as takers, greedy feeders. In love and in battle with my brother, I learned the ways of the younger Other.