Colourful

Tell me what it's like

To dream in black and white

When the world is without colour

And diffraction doesn't happen to light

Tell me of a world where gray is absent

And everything happens with

The preciseness of calculus

Tell me of your monochrome lives

Trapped as they are in a cycle

That swings between two poles

And two poles only

Now tell me of a world

Of red, blue and green

With a little gray and a touch of orange

Where each person is unique

And colour of skin or preference in  love

Does not matter

Help me make that world

Help me free you

From your homogeneous lives

For living in colour is so much more expressive

Than a world of black and white

The Bilge Master