Color
In the world of no color,
Scarred white with the stain of the sun,
The coloured man ambles.
Rolling his feet through the sand-
Looking for belonging,
And finding only the sharp, spiked
Granules of love.
Color
In the world of no color,
Scarred white with the stain of the sun,
The coloured man ambles.
Rolling his feet through the sand-
Looking for belonging,
And finding only the sharp, spiked
Granules of love.
