What is Pain? I can't comprehend
The sting of loss or hurt or regret
Such setbacks you'll easily forget
If emotions hinder to no end
Why would we keep such a trend?
What is Prejudice? I couldn't claim
To understand what that once meant
For now we are not different
We are identical, even by name
Who can judge when we all look the same?
What is Evil? I couldn't define;
Good or bad is not our decision
Such is the cost of precision
We steadily march on the line
Why look wrong or right when we are "just fine" ?
What is Imperfect? What's the connection?
Stay in your box, flawlessly gray
Keeping the same is the only way
So what if all has a dull complexion?
Why wish for choice when we have perfection?
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