Each Color of My Life
From the womb, everything vibrant and brand new
Reached for each color that danced by belonging to a rainbow
From her beautiful black hair and pale skin, disappeared to golden brown pigment
To the blinding white lights of the delivery room ceilings
I can picture what joy would the sight of royal blue would bring
A few years go by and his green fatigues no longer crowd the closet
Now my favorite shade turns into painful black and blue
Innocence of youth is gone, a medley of fireworks
Anxiety was the constant but substances made fear into red, fiery rage
Reputation suffering, flashing with blood shot eyes
Flames grow more intense with age, flickering devilish orange
When hope was all but lost to darkness, there… a crack in the armor
Beautiful, highlighted rays of the sun appear, and now calmness
Clear as day whose doing it was but why was I blessed, granted to see?
With my eyes wide open I see lessons were disguised
Now I count as blessings, the rainbow, each color of my life
About the Creator
Rick Lualemana
I always knew there was something there with my writing but never pursued it because it wasn't cool or tough. After finding my faith in the middle of the pandemic last year, fears and worries are out the door, replaced with confidence.
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