There's a world outside my window
But it's not the same one as yesterday.

There is no denying
Everything has changed.

Artificial life full of
False divisions and
Arbitrary boundaries.

Perhaps we can see that now
And when times change again,
Which they will,
We can dispense with
Formalities and ridiculous prejudice
And be,
As intended,
As
One.

And maybe, just maybe,
When all is said and done
It'll be a better one.

There's a world outside my window
Which must be better than yesterday.