New World1 min 24 1 min 24
Colors flinging on bare screens
Azure washes and magenta tides.
A new life being born
Crescent strokes and dashed stokes
Clement skies, a new world
Grey eyes wallowing with
New emotions. No one thought that
Monochromatic pictures of grey
Botches of white and black streaks
Could be beauty.
The deep grey eyes saw the world
In black and white
So she created her world in colors
And took everyone's word
For its godliness.
Those grey eyes, soft as velvet
Yet as forgiving as wool
Held within them a creator's pride
And a sufferer's confusion.
Our world sees in color
But perceives in black and white
So some saw one
While others saw the other.