The Human Race

What makes us different and what does not Is it the color we bleed or just the skin that we’ve got Could arrogance be dictating what’s right or wrong Why must we feel like we don’t belong Could it be a sexual preference, or maybe none at all When did we learn to hate, where was that trip and fall Individually we are different, on that we can agree Mankind is all one group, that is what we need to see If doesn’t matter if you’re gay or straight; red, black or white We are all the same, no matter how we spend our night Every man, woman and child occupying this time and space are part of something special, it’s called the Human Race