Take a totally rational, complex super-organism
Reduce its pure essence to a 2-dimensional box
You're a black man, you're a white man, - you we'll need to get back to
Once we have determined the appropriate lines around you which we must draw
Then you'll know really who you are

We cheer "diversity" but actually champion disparity
Thin surface reveals us all, deeper inner core irrelevant
Do you know who you really are?
Once we've annointed you any further insight from you will be superfluous
And ignored

Take an honest, emotional, simple, young human person kind
The kind the intelligentsia tend to love to scorn and mock
For being mad for being had, or for simply being consistent
Unlike their own trend-o'-the-week, nuanced, metro-sexual, cultured daughters and sons
But aren't we all the One?

If there are two then there must be over 6 billion
Composed of fools, heroes, artists, dregs and villains
Aren't we all the One?
Once we've acknowledged this any further false divisions would be gratuitous
And absurd

We are all the One!
If there are two then it must be logical that there are infinite
Island universes, loosely coupled but self-determinate
Do we know who we really are?

Do you know who you really are?
You who have seen years of hardship and days of easy living
Who has felt nights of warm love and spells of cold unforgiveness
So how can I tell you who you are?

I do acknowledge the noble intent
But I must reject the methods unreservedly