Poem -
Colored
We weren't just black and white
Living life wrong but right,
Unable to follow soul
Or let knowledgeable hearts openly grow.
Little worlds change
All people different and strange,
Can't accept that it's not the same
Dulling down to their fearful shade of grey.
Colors vibrantly filter through
Bloom in me and in you,
With every glance beauty meets the Virgin eyes
An outbreak takes like bubonic plagues, by surprise.
We were always in color
Rotating on the mother,
From the bright to the darkest of hue
Circulating through us, the same innermost blue.
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Comments
Sir Devon!!........I cannot tell you how much this resonated with me...........although I suspect you may............the way you captured The duality in humanity..........the final stanza just laid me out bro.........LOVE everything about this..............I could go on & on...............smiles.........T xo
Thank you sir T, if you couldn't tell were i drew my inspiration from and im sure you can just from the picture, this write i still feel like i could have said more. I loved the message of that movie so much i came up with this poem.