COLOURS

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