The world as a whole can only be described as one thing:
Color
The mass that makes this piece of land all
Is the substance of life
Drained from the mind of every color
Yet some eyes only see in black and white
But sight can do so much more
Doesn’t it hurt to only see two colors?
Two sets of life?
Wouldn’t vision be so much more relaxed
If the eyes could see, everything?
Pain only comes in black in white
Yet throw them in with the color of life
The color wheel
What do you get?
A rainbow that fills the sky
Why is white forced to fight with black
Together they do not make red
Yet in some eyes they do
A thing not created by vision
But by mind
Should red fight with blue?
No it must not!
For if it does, there is no purple
Two lives enjoying each other
Becoming one
This should be the world!
A color wheel
A circle of life
A wheel that any color can live in
Let the eyes go the limit they can
Be the wheel
For if the eyes only see black and white
They are blind from reality
©2007 Paul Celano