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Who owns the earth? A short poem about colours, (or colors, however you wish to spell it.) Thank you for reading! :D <3

Golden Hour

If one were to possess

If one were to possess All the colours in the world.

If one were to possess All the colours in the world. Would they simply go about

If one were to possess All the colours in the world. Would they simply go about And pluck those hues,

If one were to possess All the colours in the world. Would they simply go about And pluck those hues, Reach for every bluebell bud

If one were to possess All the colours in the world. Would they simply go about And pluck those hues, Reach for every bluebell bud And drain it of its vigour?

What would stain first,

What would stain first, Their hands

What would stain first, Their hands or their conscience?

Surely they'd witness a dark haze

Surely they'd witness a dark haze Where once was life and vitality.

I think they'd be swimming in guilt

I think they'd be swimming in guilt And cotton candy pinks,

I think they'd be swimming in guilt And mellow yellows.

So why is it that we humans

So why is it that we humans Walk as if we own our Earth?

There must be a creator,

There must be a creator, not us;

There must be a creator, not us; Mother Nature lingering

There must be a creator, not us; Mother Nature lingering in a teasing sunset.

To live in colour, is to live in freedom. Because you paint the world in your emotions, your feelings.

To live in colour, is to live in freedom. Because you paint the world in your emotions, your feelings. Your thoughts.

To live in colour, is to live in freedom. Because you paint the world in your emotions, your feelings. Your thoughts. ~Iqra.

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