Colorblindness

COLORBLINDNESS I had a confused childhood cos I was colorblind But still I was the logical and persistent kind. I would ask mum what color - maybe brown? No, she’d say - it’s beige, Well, I didn’t know any French then. . . . Or she’d say - it’s natural So, I said, are black, blue, green, yellow unnatural? Ok she’d say - it’s fawn How do I know what colour a fawn is? Well son, it’s kinda biscuit colour Did she mean chocolate biscuit or coconut? Ok, you can call it - stone-coloured, son Did she mean white limestone or black basalt? No, she changed her mind - it’s more like oatmeal Ok, so what colour is oatmeal? Well, kinda biscuity-natural, son. . . . . And not to mention the problem with Lilac, heliotrope, purple, pinky-mauve, lavender, heather, But the worst was wine-coloured. . . did she mean red or white?? And don’t get me started about Lemon, mustard, cream, daffodil, and.. . . . I think I went colorblind just to avoid all the confusion Of shades of colors in profusion . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Entered in Olajide Adelana's Contest Color Blindness