Blinded by color

As we are blind laying down

Are we told to see all the colors that surround?

Color pride

Does it create a divide

Not the colors we see

The pride that lives inside

How can we decide

Colors are not something we should hide

You, me, you and I...it’s all what we can see through our eyes

Our expression through color is no surprise

Our eyes lie.

Our eyes in a trance at one glance

What your eyes tell

Have we casted a spell

How can we decide

Colors are not something we should hide

Where is the rainbow when only one color stands

Colors to receive the gift of love in our hands

Look at all this red! All this blood that has been shed!

Look at all this red! Blood flowing passion and love running through our head

The yellow in their eyes

The disease is coming alive

Yellow tulips give them hope to cope

Boring or dull with no color at all?

Life in pictures colorful and bright?

Have we loved each day and embraced each night?

White is the spirit vanishing away

White rain on the wedding day

Love won’t be taken away

Grey is the cloud from the preemptive war

Grey is the silver lining we have never seen before

Dali, Goya, Kalman and Monet

What did their colors say?

Broken and lost, the future...see the present costs

Prisim, pigmentation, perspection and fear for colors to appear

Now standing with pride, we no longer hide the colors inside

Now standing without fear that the colors will not smear, we can see our reflection more clear

Now standing with love

We know these colors were a blessing from above

Now standing with them

We write our stories all over again

Now standing with our pot of gold

We are, who we are and not... what we are told

Now standing as one

Picture puzzle pieces put together our humanity tree

Each piece its own color

Each color its own story to be

Together as one, one picture to go

Humans on earth with all their glorious glow

Black is the heart cold?

Black is beauty of the night, knowing there is always another day... another sight.

Colors seem so bright, we continue to fight

Colors to show our beauty, our worthy, our right

Colors to receive the gift of love

Fly dove....far, far above

How can we decide

Colors are not something we should hide, when love created I and blind faith is at my side