what do the colors mean
the green, pink, and bronze
lying on the beach
in a sun brazen twist of youth
while before me
another fish leaps out
of the pond which does not belong
the sand is different here
than where you rest
soaking the sun's rays
for a purpose you yet
don't understand
          what do the colors mean
          the blue, silver, and blonde
          walking in the street
          amidst a sparkling haze of cosmetics
          while behind you
          the white wooden table has
          the unclaimed baggage of yesterday
          the trees seem busier here
          than where you smile
          for the purpose you all too
          well comprehend
                    what do my colors mean
                    the brown, black, and rust
                    learning a different way
                    to tread the sea of the drowned
                    while beneath us
                    I extend a free arm
                    and lift up a friend who cried out
                    the joy is authentic here
                    unlike your tired lies
                    lashing out at the dead
                    but life has always been
                    there to know