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A colorless rainbow in a sky of imagination,
a camereless tourist on a summer vacation.
A cloud without rain, but a sky without sunshine,
a constellation for admiration for a blind man's cloud nine.
A stemless flower in a competitve ecosystem,
the prey born with one leg, the predator without any eyes.
... a chaotic compromise.
A mannequin selling fashion and deadly sins,
a homeless man searching through trashcan bins.
A chalkboard without a budget, a teacher without hope,
the Valedvictorian hanging from a rope.
It's just mental complexity like congested New York city,
daily traffic jams with mental crams, and I don't take pity.
Flash flood warning, a fair reason to vent.
Drowning those who don't appreciate how much time I have spent.
Tears of a stranger, throw me some lemons and a stand,
time to sell drama out in the front yard to prove that the supply isn't up to its demand.
Blurred vision, bullet proof heart, it's just a decision, it's time to start.
Appreciating a rainbow in a storm of dark rage,
the pessimistic cold skin attached to a fairy tale sage.
A box of crayons without a coloring book,
a bullied victim using their own blood to take a look,
drawing pretty things to flash before its eyes,
drawing mommy one last kiss good-bye.
Third World family pets served on our China sets,
cheers to Toto, Lassie, and let's not forget,
the cell phones made from child labor mines,
Nokia's coltan trade without protesting signs.
Shit hits the fan, take some fresh air for the road,
our lives could have been front row seats for that shit load.
One heart beat at a time,
just take life as a gift,
tomorrow might be your day,
when your whole life has to shift.
Author's Note: I had a moment.
Vixxy Golden Warrio...
