The Colors U R

Born from the Deepest Black of the Universe, what choice do we have but to shine ... ?

Invisible otherwise, we navigate through these colored lines with a Song and a Dance; a physical painting made for the eyes.

A planet so Blue and Green.

A people you’ve never seen.

Ask what color U R ?

The answer is everything.

Pink on my mind, Red in my soul as if i was Born Ready .. or Not.

So it goes.

Or so it Glows, more befitting.

Clothing ? Nudity ?

i love fashion and flesh and the Spirit they dress. Yes !

You have probably seen colors, and most of their shades , but have you heard how they speak when they have something to say ?

Tones too bright too ignore.

Yellow and Orange, hear Me Roar.

Light Blue rain kiss our cheeks and whispers , “mi amor.”

These days it rains when it pours,

if it moves in them jeans,

but Does Money have a color that is other than Green ?

Why does it favor the “eye” that does not favor the we ?

Why does it dodge the brown hand ?

The tree bark’s former leaves.

But we know seasons change...

We get by Black and White when we can see the Gray.

Though some eyes make us long for invisibility... we stay, Hope and Pray, for all our better days...

Until my eyes close in this painted world. And my Purple night turns to a

Manila sky.

As i fly.

Homeward with my story told with every word.

i pray the colors that i was are recognized as yours.