Harmony

 

 

White space,

            Black words,

                        Red anger,

A challenger is only a challenger

By pity’s convention,

 

Black Space,

            White Worlds,

                        Gold upon horizons,

Lift off imparts the soul from the stranger,

 

Black, White, Red, Gold and Green;

            Never an ‘envy’

            Never a crook upon vengeance he took,

            But World’s full of People’s

                                    Coloured by Nature.

 

 

Michael J Waite 6^th June 2010. 0435hrs.