Dark sympathizes with the night
The light understands what’s with the day
Colors labeled what’s on left and right
Giving reason to who’ll go and stay
Simply justice that was out of sight
Don’t know that day and night are made of clay
That grays are white
And whites are gray
Skin colors supposed to be no height
Something we have to weigh
But why with it we learn to spike
And distance our hearts some miles away
So what’s the beauty of that site
Let us all hope that there’ll be a place one day
Where grays are white
And whites are gray
9/8/2015
Mysterious Aries
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
Dark sympathizes with the night
The light understands what’s with the day
Colors labeled what’s on left and right
Giving reason to who’ll go and stay
Simply justice that was out of sight
Don’t know that day and night are made of clay
That grays are white
And whites are gray
Skin colors supposed to be no height
Something we have to weigh
But why with it we learn to spike
And distance our hearts some miles away
So what’s the beauty of that site
Let us all hope that there’ll be a place one day
Where grays are white
And whites are gray
9/8/2015
Mysterious Aries
