Living Colour

Living life with colour

Has been treacherous to say the least

Have you ever been pleased?

By what it means to rep colours

Always searching for a community 

To fit in and for unity

In colour

Brotherhood

Red and Blue

Flaps high

As i rest my right hand over my heart

Salute, for i am apart

Of a history

A story of freedom

And yet i have seen them

Those same colours be feared 

By its own peers

For banging

Statistics hanging

Better yet, from those who claim to help

Has caused us to wept 

Colours 

Black

I was born into it

Never felt a lack

Elegance, beauty, power, love

That is Black, or

The absence of… Colour

I was viewed instead with anger and sadness

Is that why they want to destroy my likeness?

Light can never escape a black hole

So i refuse to fold

Due to colour

Green

My absolute favourite 

Many of us are desperate 

For what it could bring to us

Lust, happiness, and comfort 

But we know you can’t buy away hurt

How absurd?

Learning that all this discomfort 

Comes from the search of tranquility 

And appeasing a feeling of jealousy 

For others realities

That are pure fallacies 

Colours

Have made stronger than most

For i have been chasing a goal post

That is constantly moving

So i am constantly searching

Constantly improving

Constantly  learning

What it means to truly live

Bright, strong, and in colour

- H . J