A world without color is a colorless world.
No blue skies
No green grass
Or pink flowers
Instead we would have
Gray skies and grass,
Black sunsets
And white flowers.
Our feelings
Our thoughts
Our independence
Would all leave with the color.

We would turn into one person,
Zombies controlled by one thought.
Controlled by our want and our need
For our own thoughts
Our own feelings.
Our wishes that we could see
A colorful rainbow
A rainbow full of color
Slowly fading from the sky after a rain
But soon
We will lose that too.
Because
A world without color, is a colorless world