The Wars of Sameness
We have much in common,
the same number of limbs
organs, D.N.A., frailties.
Yet there’s still a smidgen,
a pinch of disparity,
just enough difference
for a disagreement.
Enough to possibly instigate
an insoluble conflict,
or a religious feud
between one moron
and another.
Given time, we will surely
find other minor differences,
which will of course insure
that things will keep getting
worse.
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