COLOUR


There was a time when colour was just colour,
The paintings you see on a wall,
The graffiti decorated on streets,
The magnificent designs on murals,
Colour was just happiness to the world.

In this time colour is weapon,
Colour brings out superiority,
Colour demands authority,
Colour blinds humanity,
Colour is just unfairness to the world.

Can we all decide to be colour blind?
Or can we just put on our rose-coloured glasses?
Why do colours have to destroy the hearts of tomorrow?
Let the colours be colours once again,
For the presence of different colours is the beauty of a rainbow.

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