When the man stands up right next to each other,
Stands on his own two grandiose legs, proud and tall,
There are obvious differences.  When the man stands all together,
No matter how proud, no matter how tall, we fall,
When we let callous hate from differences be our leader.
It causes hate to be created and breeds ugly bigotry,
And causes a great war, like a twisted card dealer.
A war that splits the man, creating a false adversary.
However, if the man stands together, arms linked in brotherhood,
Ignoring differences and enjoying each for who they really are,
Seeing who they truly are, then it would be understood,
That differences are no judge.  We would not be far,
From seeing the true light in the fate of Humanity.
Hands and heads held high striding into our Perfect Clarity.