Anti-Identity

The Earth will spin around and as people get older

They'll see themselves for the very first time

There won't be any crown, no nation to hold blood

We'll all see ourselves for the very first time

Races all around the world will hold each other's hand

With the love, anger, sadness, and all we withstand

We'll all blend into one and we will not become the ones that never learned

It's inevitable that the dumb idea of race will just disappear when there's too many boxes to check

And we'll see ourselves for the very first time

if we all went back in time and never gave ourselves names