Uncoloured

Existing in denial

and then tethered to a stone

A heart swings freely unknown and never reviled

Our temper scampers undefiled and useless in it's ways of wonder

Do we sit and wait to be unencumbered

by the useless genes of those who blust and blunder

And hold their stones in vast supply

and make demands from up on high

Of how one must live and be denied

and alter your inner spirit and thank them for the privileged few that have delivered.

A second more to take

or two

And perhaps we will not wait for you

In bones and golden thrones we trust

and thrust our unbroken spirits into the dust

and rise beyond and cherish no more unanswered questions to adore

For this day is real and it is vibrant

The sky is alive with love once more and it can never be undone

The fabled and grotesque abandon those they claim to love

And that is why they always lose and they're lies will always be uncovered

They conspire and revile and twist inside their minds

But they remain uncoloured

Unloved

Untrue