Humans born healthy We converse all the time Humans born deformed We avoid all of them
Your body`s crippled, your face deformed Your hand`s mutilated, your skin`s burnt My body`s well-shaped, my face is striking My hand`s delicate, my skin`s very neat
I can`t see in your eyes Why don`t you look at me? You don`t belong in our society You belong in a closed sanatorium
I`m shocked by your body You`re angry at our refusal I`m horrified by your face You`re infurious at our inequity
All dreadful beings are creations of god God has decided you`ll live as a clod
God has decided, ill or healthy He forgot justice Was this the life you wished for Spending your life in a closed sanatorium
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