See genetics singing out

The face of this race

The work of creation shouting out

Do you see the same or do you see

What's unique


With the Flesh, the Blood, the Bones,

Here come the clones

With all their garbage, with all their splendor

The breath of the spirit

We can never render


No blade identical, no heart impermeable

How can you manufacture the holy spirit

Father bring life to Blood, to Bones,

Here come the clones


With all their garbage, with all their splendor

The breath of the spirit we can never render


The Bodies are inhabited with life,

The son of man

The power in no hierarchy forthcoming

Even the bereft of life will stand


As the trumpet drones raise the bones

Prophesy to light, no man can elevate alone


We're not so different, we're not the same

Hating brother's quality and beauty

Who are we?


Human being's the name

With flesh, with moans

We throw the stones

At all the garbage, and all the splendor

At the spirit and hope that it can render


We fall.