White and Black
WHITE AND BLACK
Much simpler was the world in black and white,
and easy on the mind, as on the eye.
Most ev'rything was wrong, or it was right,
and no one cared so much about the why.
It was a time when one room country schools
turned out the very brightest of the stars,
but somewhere we got lost among the rules,
and left our world for fast and fancy cars.
We made our lives out of new Kolorchromes,
and raised the pace beyond the speed of sound,
we burned our bridges when we left our homes,
so now there's not a home left to be found.
In joining life, life made it all a thrill,
in war and peace, we find new ways to kill.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the Doylestown Poet
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