Colory Desent Poem by Izik Alcox
Colory Desent
orange now green, this life only seen
Storage of porridge, flooded back oranges
Till we realize we need to analyze
Well all decay burnt in a fit of array
The constant lies from all the political flies
Swat them away become their dismay
Coagulate the ego they inflate
overthrow the political flow
consummate their glutamate
Blue to yellow, dreams of life mellow
Take heed the seed, rhythms to blues
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5/4/2024 5:38:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Interesting, not many poets rhyme every line.