Colour

Were you an airborne fire-fly
Exuding sparkle through its skin...
Mesmerising our keen eye
With daze would not be a sin.

Then, it would be sin to blink
Colour captivating fascination...
Yet, colour cannot stop us to think
And then lead our imagination.

Would your brain scantly bury
In the thin layer of your skin
To coruscate bright not blurry
Through the hide white and thin?

Human skin does not think
Or, will it ever win in a race...
When, with age, it can shrink
No matter what tint on the face?

When God colours conceived
Dominance was not in His mind
What is now being perceived
Colour seems to qualify mankind!


JM

05th January 2014

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