The world is a gray oblivion
that I continue to wander
for an eternity.
I'm trapped forever
and I will never leave.
I have a responsibility
to the Earth i was born on.
My problem is,
I don't know what my responsibility is.
Therefore I wander the gray.
I run into splashes of color,
red,
brown, blue,
pink, yellow, green,
orange, white, tan, purple,
and black.
And than,
there are the rainbows.
Their color changes
with their mood.
Some hide it,
or their darker shades
Because they are afraid
they will be judged
for being
a rainbow.
and a most excellant poem.. rocking from that pot of colors there...iip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this. I really do.