When you look at a rainbow what do you see?
Are the colors as pungent and sad as they are to me.
Reds for my rage my anger and pain for the
Things I have lost since I’ve been in this place.
Blue is the sadness and grief that
Dwells in my heart for the people long
Gone between now back to the
Green is the envy I hold near and dear
Towards all those who leave and get
Out of here.
Yellow’s the sunshine that burns out
My eyes, when I look up and see it but
My freedom’s denied
Those colors of beauty give no hope to
Me. It ook the blackness of this storm
To help clearly see.
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