You Are Crayola

Mind as free as a ’60s hippie
Hiding between the indecipherable layers
Who will they be today?
A golden key
Or a spiritless wall as frigid as a window pane in a Buffalo blizzard
But be a sun, to someone
As loud as a booming thunderstorm,
During a Mississippi tornado
Be afraid; be anxious
But no, be a storm chaser instead
Giving in to the bitter bleakness.
Choose the color the world will be.
Choose the color your world will be.


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One response to “You Are Crayola

  1. UnKnownMrStacker

    cool analogies! Fantastic thought!

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