True Colours
by The Walrus
Posted: Sunday, February 15, 2004 Word Count: 58 Summary: Nothing like a bit of vitriol. |
Yellow is the colour
Of the man
Who walked.
Blue is the colour
Of the air
I breathe.
White is the colour
Of the icicles
That choke.
Green is the colour
Of my hope,
A hope
That never dies.
Red is the colour
Of my blood
Seeping from
My bleeding heart.
Colourless
The sea of words
That lied.
Of the man
Who walked.
Blue is the colour
Of the air
I breathe.
White is the colour
Of the icicles
That choke.
Green is the colour
Of my hope,
A hope
That never dies.
Red is the colour
Of my blood
Seeping from
My bleeding heart.
Colourless
The sea of words
That lied.