Monday, April 7, 2008

Color Poem

Crowns of silver and gold
Engraved with deep violet
Red words drip with disdain
Government pouring yellow pools-
Into people's green minds
What will become of these white citizens?
Will crimson droplets fall?
Silver bulits will fill the skys if so
Then blue tears will come down from the heavens-
To soak the blackened streets that many have called home
The city will become white once again

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