Saiom Shriver

Gold Star - 21,196 Points (Ohio)

Colors - Poem by Saiom Shriver

He was blue
because his friends
were called
reds and pinkos
by yellow journalists
funded by plutocratic
who had caused
brownouts to achieve
and had taken over
with greenmailers.

Yet God, beyond all
colors, all frequencies
is in control.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 20, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, November 11, 2013

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