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The Colors in White


Power

Oozing over the lands

A volcano of orange

Devours like a savage beast

What can be done?

When control has been lost

 

The red flames blind the world

And black skies fill the voids.

Blue tears that fill the lifeless oceans

Evaporate.

What can be done when there is nothing left?

When there is no help.

 

Destruction, booming with bright yellow light

Fills the exhausted air

What can be done?

When control has been lost

In a white world.

 

People wonder with green hope on their backs

But what can be done?

In the emptiness

Of a vast colorful place

Controlled by power. 

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