Similar In So Many Ways Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

World conscience must make strides.
And prise open doors and open eyes
So, our fragility can be recognised.

But how is it we get so polarised?
So self-destructive
Look beyond the mirror.
See, there's more to all of this than me and you.

Let continents and cultures collide.
We're all citizens poorly advised.
Similar in so many ways, no disguise.

We bleed, we die, and we know how to cry.
We are brothers and sisters. Freaks in many ways.
And when it's all told, a bag of cinders.

Left unclaimed, waiting for repatriation
To another isolation chamber,
To be rediscovered like a gnat in amber.

DNA sequencing of every atom,
Sent down a collider
Questions still unanswered about the laws of attraction.