Gray slide from slight light
colors of war
tempests to ignore
Embossed the pogrom
rents out the loom
a right to consume
Each day and night
a cliché is the plight
of colors for non-reason
Red for death
white for breath
blue converts the rainbow to war
Non-reason for seasons of song
nihilist nothing to wait
the enemy hope is late
Color and nothing’s clever lever
left nothing here
Epimethius echos the seer
Where truth is subjectively set
belief is a method of hate
party words promise delivery of fate
Sodom and Gomorrah are the core
spreading war
away from light.
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