Colour

COLOR
Color is an agent,
Of beauty,
We use it in beautifying,
Our body.
 It’s like flowers,
It’s used in decorating our 
Buildings.
It’s like perfumes,
It add value to our,
Body, and it is attract the nature, 
But when mixed with water,
 It becomes like,
 Soured soup.
It is like a,
White shirt,
When durst touches it,
It becomes like unclean
Tarpaulin,
Some are cleanable,
 While some are unclean able 
Oh!
Yee poets and barristers,
Tell the E.F.C.C and 
The I.C.P.C,
That is better to pit on
Colorful cloths,
Then to go necked. 
Tell,
The doctors not,
To be like Michael Jackson,
Tell the angelic not to,
Be like infant birds,
Tell the church worshipers,
Like Daniel Ogberi and his,
Wife to put on their,
Red hair cover,
Tell,
Pastor Chris Oyakilome to,
Put on his colorful white suit,
And his white shoes,
For it is better to change,
Our cream, 
To change our body 


THEMES
1.	Changes 
2.	Seriousness
3.	Unchangeable
4.	Determination
5.	Repentance 

Written by poet Virginus ndubuisi.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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