What if;
Colors were flowers
And flowers were men
And men could swim to the sun?


Would it
Then be
Any different, would we
Still have,
Bombs and guns?


What if;
We were
The winds and waters
That cover this illuminant earth?


Would it
Then be
That we
Would fall
To berths that haven’t taken birth?


What if;
Tears
Had meanings and wisdom
And lips that spoke the truth absolute?


Would it
Then happen
That wars
And darkness
We spread for glory, we would mute?


What if;
The stars were hungry
And extraterrestrials
Our friends, and met us one day?


Would it
Then matter
What race
Or creed,
Or random colors our shadows went astray?