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Vicious Colors of The Coloring Box
I can’t stand it anymore, fighting with all these colors
White cuts out holes in a mask and walks with a hanging rope for hours
Yellow is armed with sword and pointy stars yelling they are the next super power
Black stands back and puts up posters when a similar color gets taken down
But runs to the jewellery store the next day to buy the most expensive chain and gown
Greys are flying all around abducting anyone living out in the wild
Then dashing into where the four great rivers meet to hand the toys to their child
Whites say blacks are violent, yet most murders are committed by them
But they control the media, so they paint a different picture and call for blacks to hang
Yellow keeps plaguing the Earth with plastic food
But because they are so big, whites stay numb, to act loud would be so rude
White blocks many colors who have Muslim faith
But yet yellow and black curse white but still fight to enter their pearly gate
Can’t you see these colors are stark mad?
Don’t you see that the choices they make are fabricated, just a fad?
Here comes black again, with his ten tonne chain blinging
Sad excuse for a brother, but we are lucky many good ones are awake and winning
But….wait a minute, what the heck is this, a rainbow club?
Now this combination of colors are just not for me bub.
Red is always silent, not one to be seen
Green is nowhere to be found, I wonder if they have ever been?
Look, hope is not lost, here comes the sun
Rising and melting away the colorful scum
Look, they are no more
The colors have vanquished, melted to the floor
I have to go look a next set of crayons for sure
So I can continue my colorful story a little more.