Colours Poem by Daniel Rimero

Colours



White knives
Sink into black flesh.
Blood sheds.
Red blood.
The same as if black knives
Sunk into white flesh.
Why the knives then?
Under the skin
All is the same colour.

Colours
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: peace
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Arouses from the race clashes in the USA during 2014 and 2015
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success