Cant See Colours Poem by mustafa basel

there were colours when i was a hopefull man
blue was your eyes, red was the sign of my love
the innocence of our love was white...

after years there are colors again
yet meanings are changing...
the inauspicious colour of your eyes is blue,
red is the symbol of my grudge,
white is the same but getting smaller and will hit black's helmet

unfortunately black will takeover the control
and i wont be able to see the colours again
that is not an issue cause i dont want to see anymore...