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Colors of the world

Different views

By Marie WardPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
Colors of the world

Colors of the world

Why can’t there be more than two

You see what I see are very different

Hatred accrues

But yet we all are Intolerant

The shattered noises of the accused

Has never been more absent

This world is made up of different views

Why can’t you see the beauty in its natural form

The truth lies beneath the few

Only you can inform

Take a stand and make it true

The people that are here are now conformed

Colors of the world

Why can’t there be more than two

You see what I see are very different

Hatred accrues

But yet we all are Intolerant

The shattered noises of the accused

Has never been more absent

This world is beautiful

Made up of different colors

But why can’t you see that it’s plentiful

Surrounded by so much hate

And no one is held accountable

Follow the stars please don’t desecrate

Colors of the world

Why can’t there be more than two

You see what I see are very different

Hatred accrues

But yet we all are Intolerant

The shattered noises of the accused

Has never been more absent

Follow your heart and lead the way

That might convey

Listen to the voices

That lead the way

We all have choices

But yet we stray

Colors of the world

Why can’t there be more than two

You see what I see are very different

Hatred accrues

But yet we all are Intolerant

The shattered noises of the accused

Has never been more absent

I only wish one day there will be utopia

A world of peace

A day will come where we will feel such euphoria

That only this view of hatred will come to cease

The strong feel powered as this world is in constant phantasmagoria

Hear me roar as I stand to finally see peace

Colors of the world

Why can’t there be more than two

You see what I see are very different

Hatred accrues

But yet we all are Intolerant

The shattered noises of the accused

Has never been more absent

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Marie Ward

I’m 39 years old with 3 kids. I have bipolar disorder and ever since I was a teenager I have always wrote, mainly I wrote poetry. Whenever I felt depressed I would break out my pen and paper and start writing. It’s my passion to write.

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    Written by Marie Ward