Colorless
i walk to streets when the sun is up,
then wind blows the leafs around,
there is no color anywhere,
i kick a rock,
it rolls away,
the sky, the buildings, the grass,
the everything is the same,
it is just plain,
i walk to the beach to watch the sunset,
there was no color,
my world is colorless,
because i am color blind.
Copyright © Nicholas Renaud-Burke | Year Posted 2011
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