Colours

Unhinged from its source it screams

Pouring over everything green

Life source is smaller

Than it seems

Save it if you can

Or run away if you can't

It's slightly blue when it's around you,

Maybe if you didn't turn it black,

Your life wouldn't be such a hack,

Oh! dear human, what have you done?

Taken away colours

Of everything under the sun.

Runaway child,

Its the earth's canvas

It was mosaic of colours

Now its just black.