The world is colorful, a smart mixture of blue, yellow & red
Unfortunately, tribes in paradise have their own preferences.....
They can't get along with each other and, take action to put their favorite color to throne:
Blue says: I'm tradition, love is blue
Yellow says: the royal color of liberty is yellow
Red says: the energy to make better living is red
So, this ends up in a mess....
The then beautiful paradise now is full of yellow mud, rouge flames & devils emerge from the deep blue sea.
Colors are innocent, why impose labels on them...
Let's come together, sit down and talk, to rebuild our beautiful, colorful paradise!
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