Human
Of all the things to define
Of all the places to draw a line
We do not choose
But still we lose
The last time I took stock
Which might come as a shock
Equal all were made
Equal we should have stayed
God loves all
But some are thought small
Differences God's spice of life
But most use the spice to cause strife
In time it will show
In time we will grow
In time we will learn
Time will welcome scorn
Forgotten the lesson of the past
When we put others last
Who was equal was argued before
Yet we treated that fact like lore
They all took stock
Eventually they gave the shock
They decided all were equal made
Equal rights should have stayed
We have some hope
We can cope
We know there will be change
We just don't know the time range
Soon we will choose
So no one will lose
No one should define
No one should draw a line
The reason being
We are all human beings
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