
Colours.
An array of meaning
Thoughts
Feelings
Deep within our souls.
Fast food chains
Racing silver trains
Childhood memories.
Attached
Feeding from the warm pink womb
Processing
Receiving
Building
Visions given in extreme emancipation
Society in violent lacerations
Holes that are deep yet not dug
False meaning
We are not ready for the coming.
Red flags risen
Towering dark monuments
White hooded rituals
Blacklisted Speeches
Diversity at its peak.
Blackened
Misconceived
Society as we know it is a white screen
Covering
Sheltering
Protecting
Hiding.
Yet shall we pass these teachings on to thy children?
Yes!
The black mass has spoken
Begging for a golden forgiveness
We continue to ask
But what of the red streets of Rome?
Yellow glory of cultist power?
Deep brown speckled nights of leprosy and despair?
Purple reigns of the rich false leaders?
Yes!
It continues to command.
Torture in his red lit violent eyes
Where have we gone wrong?
Socialism rises
Fascism
Occultism
Celebratory drinks
The pink champagne is spilled amongst
Politicians in black
Businessmen in blue
Corporate Leaders in green.
Child entertainment in the palms of a red crossed neo-Nazi
Covered by the millions of white blinding lights of the true hollow smiles.
We have forgotten the true black lies we feed ourselves
To protect
To guide
And live our lives in true prosper
Rose tinted world
Pure golden light.
Colour is everything and the way we read it is the way we perceive it, understand the barrier between real and lies, break the bond!
I say break!
About the Creator
Connah Dalby
Hey there !
If you've managed to stumble across my work, I am for certain that you have spotted that I am indeed an amateur when it comes to poetry.



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