Linda poole

The Soul

Am I but the color white Plain and pasty out of sight I wish I were the colors of spring with rainbow colors and dreams of things I am not simple like my skin My magic burns waterfalls within Im hidden somewhere behind myself Never showing what the innocent felt My heart is full of color I’ve tried to help her sing There is comfort in the music with my hands upon the strings I seem so invisible in this world I hope I can measure up I consider myself a canvas So we are all a part of us I’m inspired by my plainness Like the angels in my dreams I’m happy to be invisible And I’m happy when I’m seen Do you see me I am only a soul the color of my skin is out of my control Don’t be fooled by my appearance Or the me you think you see I am judged way to often by people just like me I am white brown yellow and red Have I left this place before I’m dead Am I a soul without color judged and misunderstood I might be a Princeton graduate whos a gangster from the hood. My eyes were so filled with colors until they were opened wide Now I seek beyond the skin And try to see inside I hear your heart cry out Full of joy and pain My guitar plays lullabies For those who still remain I am beyond return So simple in my ways My emptiness is full of colors I’m taking to the grave So show your colors to the world Before you go with me I am the color of life after death What color will you be I am red brown yellow or white What color do you see I see all your colors now You are so beautiful to me