• bklyn464 4w

    What colour am I?
    I am the colour of all my ancestors
    I colour every shade of rhythmic dance
    I tinge a caress of color into everyday
    I squeeze that burnt orange taste through every olfactory oven
    I pull all the green envious weeds out of my garden
    I laugh in all the hues of my never can- do-its
    I am shaded in the sepia toned tree in the evening of my discontent
    At times i wrap myself in my waxen coat of tears
    I bleed blood red in the anger against my complacency
    I am blue with calm in the tumultuous choppy churning sea
    I am the colour of my biodiversity and ethnicity
    I am colored in me