COLOURS
Dear mr strive hard
Have you been losing your colours
Till you are now a shade of black
Are the forces nature acting on you
Tying you down in the blues
Dear mr mystery
Does your emotion paints you red
Enough not to make the tables turn
Do you hear voices ringing in your head
And see face of the devil laughing at you
Dear mr gloom
Do you fail to raise from the ash
Of the colour of gray
Does an orange refuse to drop from
the sky
Do you long for a drop lemonade
On those parching lips
That compare oranges and apples
Do you still believe in colours
And of the future white
©Nature Boy