True Colours

I’m not really sure where this came from, I started to write and it turned into a political/social rant, anyway I enjoyed writing it and i hope you enjoy reading it, check out for more poetry by me.

Thoughts circling my mind

The only colour on this page is white

The grass is always greener

My side has a grey and black demeanour

I guess that’s why they call it the blues

Nobody I knew was born with a silver spoon

Golden opportunities aren’t just handed to you

Trapped in the red what are you going to do?

With bank accounts emptied, green with envy

Caught red handed we don’t seem as friendly

You can keep on your rose tinted spectacles

Tickle yourself pink, at this working spectacle

This is a work in progress, we don’t need your protest

Judge me on the blue ink when my pen rests

Our true colours, you can never compete with

We see red, we tell white lies, and we aren’t complete

So let me bring the colour to a grey area

Were the black sheep and you’re not fair on us



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