The Colour Poem by NITYA MORE

It is the colour of the sea
when you know storm's coming
And the sailor's won't be able to make it.
And the colour HOPE turns when they don't.

It is the colour of light when it's falling upon you,
The colour of life when it's stumbling through.
It is the colour of night right in the middle
And the colour of sight distorted by diddle.

It is the colour of hunger
And poverty's face.
The colour of blind progress
And fear of pace.