The Canvas Of Dreams. Poem by Janet Thomas

After The Speculations That Went Round,
The Colours were Torn Apart,
and Gave out it's will to exist..

It Went Through Surfaces of life experience
and was shredded into many objects
which gave it more fame and power

It Performed duties In Functions
where no one expected,
It Became an object of modification
Without Objection........

Canvasing its' Dreams,
in Several Forms, Shapes and Objects,
It caused Confusion and Chaos in the land
cos' it was given more beauty and we all sang praises of Celebration
Just when I Thought to myself
I HAVE BECOME A TRUE PIECE OF EXPRESSION
Says the colour.