I am the arm of the world
Reaching out to the other members
Carressing and backhanding
Because those who are not like me would not understand.

I am the legs of the world
Journeying around the sun
Leading and stopping
Because leading others too far is a risk.

I am the eyes of the world
Watching the cosmic madness
Seeing and not doing
Just because that is not my purpose

I am the arms and legs and eyes of the world
Reaching and journeying and watching
Serving my purpose to the bare minimum.
How much does it take to be uniform?

For the arms to carry and always uplift
For the legs to lead others to the best opportunity
For the eyes to act on what they see
How much does it take to be uniform?

The secret is we are all uniform in that
We serve our purposes to the bare minimum.
I am the world
And the world is me.