Cloned
If we all looked alike, imagine it then
We'd have to search solely for the beauty within
No apparent color, sex or creed
Our minds would be opened and bigotry freed
Nay narrow discretion to keep us apart
Judgement would pass by the size of ones heart
Gentility and compassion inescapably eclipse
Our eyesight dismissed of dictatorship
Yet, how will we call one ? By what means will we know
The difference of 'semblance 'tween Bob, Jill or Joe
Hence, exclusive is fitting, I'm sure you'd agree
No fallacy feigned when he made you and me.