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Nine Eleven's New Hue

By Michael Jacob

By Mikey J LovePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
The transition between hues.

I was blue

When I was anew

For death was due

I was black

As the thoughts flew back

Of the day we were under attack

I was green

At the evil I'd seen

And I got mean

I was burgundy

Embers ran up my tree

And they all ran from me

I was yellow

Chaotic yet mellow

Sharing my hell's bellow

I was violet

I accepted those pilots

For they gave me this islet

I was white

I became a light

Even in the night

I was blue

When the planes flew

But now.. I'm a different hue.

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Mikey J Love

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