| All men are born equal at the moment they arrive:
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| Check the limbs and senses we require to survive
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| But some come deaf and dumb and blinded
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| Some have damage to their brains;
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| Parents constantly reminded
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| That they’ll never play the normal children’s games
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| They may not be normal
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| But they’re people just the same
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| If Christ had been born defective
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| To fulfil the Father’s plan
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| Would he be as easily accepted as God made man
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| Or does the human value alter
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| In the crippled human frame?
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| Though the tongue and fingers falter
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| Must we shut them out and shut them up
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| And shut the case and whisper «such a shame»
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| That’s how we shut them away
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| Most of us are lucky
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| Free from accidents at birth
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| But their victims share our right
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| To the inheritance of earth
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| For all their grunts, their stumps, their tumours
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| Their eternal wheelchairs
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| We’re the freaks, we’re the inhumans
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| If we close our eyes and turn aside
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| Pretend that if we do they’ll not be there…
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| They’ve got to face it, so we’ve got to face it
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| Still, they’ve got to live with it
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| In a world we supposedly share |