My Eyes, worst liar
taught me to admire
deceiving, putting me on fire
showed me her looking but not her loving
showed me the riches but not the wealth
showed me the poverty but not the liberty
now i know something
my ears on my
eyes no more
bluer or whiter
doesnt matter
both are collar!
though different colour
i also know it mr.Scholar
Blue looks dirty and sweaty
but its worthy, look its fruity!
I earn a coin and thats a living!
I see your ears on your eyes and thats
idling!
I also know it,
White is bright!
if lacking, , , its not a must have it!
Embrace blue, without a clue
you are past white clouds touching blue sky!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Thanks for sharing