The hardest part is disproving your contrast How and why, regardless of pointless uniformity Here it seems there is no complexity in our beauty, Yet depravation (sic) and loss in our uniqueness We have arrived at the peak of new horizons The weakest of the meek will now fall as pawns Our antiquity is challenged by the attention to weaponry, But shy our eyes to the rest Walk a day in the skin of someone else Is it easier? Is it harder? Now - peel back your flesh for just a moment Expose the whitest meat we all share underneath Your skin is your tomb