Call you names
Make you less than human
They can't accept others
Prefer to view them in a zoo
Preferring a false form of purity
To their confusion
When viewing others
Who look different
To our shame
But the truth of it all is
But for the skin we're the same
Kin of flesh and DNA
One single race, one species
We can't deceive ourselves
About our place
In the pantheon
Of the Gods
We are not them
They are not us
We are the temporal
They are made of cosmic
We are made of dust
Justice is blind
The cosmic is just
Humans are fools
Not worthy of trust
