Much better this whole world would be
If everyone were just like me!
Why can’t the scattered masses see
That I alone possess the key?
It cannot be that there is space
That there is peace, that there is grace
Enough for all just as they are
For everybody, near and far
I must be right, it must be true
If it’s for me, then it’s for you
For if we all can coexist
I can’t on my own way insist
That’s why I can’t let difference go
Truth be told, it scares me so.