Color of Life

Color of Life

There is
a single
plate

On which
everyone
colours

Some are
the artist

Flowin freely
like a
deer

Some are
the muscle
men

Lookin for
a hunt

The others
watch the
show

From far
for the
daily toil

Life turns
a page

As the
Sun rises

And drowns
into the
sea

The food
flows

So does
survival

A new
World everyday

Many names
rise

From Alexander
to Plato

And wipe
away into
dust

The Wheel
of Death
churns

As a
comet falls
in the
desert

Caution: This might be all theory

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