No races, different colors
No origins, no past
Then we'd all be Purple Nurples
Maybe we could make it last

What if we all ignored our colors
Called ourselves children of God
And there wasn't any status
No more classes, no downtrod

Would we all then love each other
Or would we find something new
To choose to quarrel over
No doubt that's what we'd do

We've got to make a choice now
All God's children, one by one
To treat each other kindly
With respect before we're done

God's getting tired of how we treat
Each other and our Earth
Let's all pretend we're Purple Nurples
Despite the differences of birth