Colors

I saw the world in a plethora of colors.

Red, blue, purple, gold

Beautiful combinations, ever shifting and changing.

Always in conversation,

Shades so varied and complex I barely comprehended at times, but I always knew they were there.

Pink, silver, green, brown

But as I grew the world started to dim.

Trying to force me to submit to a world of only black and white, of only one or the other.

That only through the eyes of a child could one see rainbows.

Grey, black, white.

But I refused this world of monochrome.

I welcomed a world of color,

Where people didn’t have to be confined to one label,

Where our colors could fly free

And dance in the sky

Yellow, orange, bronze.

The world a painters palette

And every person a gorgeous creation.