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Self Awareness Poems A spectrum of hues
Multiple shades diluted
By the red
White
And blues
Separations of lines
Reflective of the times
When a color could render
One
Blind
Due to pigmentations of r i d i c u l e
Hints of tints
Dented and demented
Dictated by rules of a society
Bred of people
With
No
Sense
Of depth
And perception
Beyond the colors of deception
Outsides with no insides
Insides
In contradiction of their
Outsides
Identities on trial
The misguided
And beguiled
Truly confused
And in denial
Of their v a r i e t i e s
A buffet of dismay
At the combinations
Of t o n e s they see
Trying ever so diligently
N o t
To be
As deeply as still waters run
The hues of truth
Can never be shun
No matter how
Deep the tan
Of the son
Or the man
How thin the skin
How shallow the mind
How deceitfully an objective
Tragically ricochets one's kind
Coercing the flow of lies
Beneath
What lies beneath
You see - COLOR has too much power
Power has too much pain
Pain
Has too much
H i s t o r y
History has too much hate
Hate has too much future
Future has not enough love
Love has not enough progress
Pro gress
Has
Too
Much
Re gress
Regress
Is a haven
For weakness
Weakness is a sickness
An illness of wills
An illness that kills
Destruction that builds
A world of colors that chill
The souls..
The souls of
They
Who try still
To uplift the silence
Of man
A man so trapped
Within the circumference of his fears
He seems to not to know the difference
Between a demon and his peers
Lost to his color
Blind to his brother
An estranged man
Even stranger to his land
With no Queen at side
To help manifest his pride
A counterfeit token of affirmation
Sold out
Bought out
Done bowed down
Now he's throwed out
His color faded by bad decisions
For what he thought to be success
Merely superficial provisions
Color is who we are
Color is what we are
Color is how we are
Color is why we are
For many of us..
Color is the armor of our existence
But for most of us
It is just a scar
MoodSwingz_December2002
I really liked this because, It brings color to your world and all around, To me this is truely a poem, So good luck to you in the future, all though you might not need it, You will probley beet it, but anyways it's lovely. All I wanna do is tell everyone that they rock, Wich they do. But I don't have a clue, Of exactly what to do? I really love all of these and all are very good, But your's really brings color to my world. Thanks and be happy.