Ah. Love this. Reminded me of the Holocaust when I first started reading it, then turned modern society. How uniform we are, how impersonal while still delving into every meaningless trival fact we possess! The end sums it up perfectly; we are all made to be the same. On a grammatical note, the last word (too) should be "to". The number of questions you asked seems a bit much to me, but the severity might be necessary for the full effect of the poem (though i'll admit i didn't read them all the first time through). The first stanza is wonderful, people as marks, like scratches on scrap paper. Loved the last, also. Really enjoyed this piece.

i like this one muchly, very well written and interesting, great job