Treasure Island

Charles Monroe


'Reign Bow'


In a world that's flavored acidly
Wish they all would think like Cassidy
But unfortunately for us
All the world is colored puss.

Keep your vision multicolored
Not what dragon wizards uttered
While they black and white their vision
We've the highest definition.

Keep on seeing through the veil
While they still wait to inhale
We who speak shall lead the silent
Who still see us ultraviolet.

Somethings missing in their head
All our love is infrared
Let them stay maroon and blue
While your colors shine on through.


In a world that's flavored acidly
Wish they all would think like Cassidy.

P.X

Submitted: Monday, January 06, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 07, 2014

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