THE ARTIST’S PAINT

Colour is choice

Of the artist turned creator

Colour is naught

But a paint to grace

Colour is naught

But misinterpretation hails some

And like the idiots who fight for paints

And leave the house for ants and rats

We hail it so, living in hate

III

Black is deep

White is pale

A blend; so beautiful

Like God’s sweet tale

So why the rush

To maim and crush?

Life is beautiful but none sees naught

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #GHANAIAN POETS, POEMS ABOUT RACISM, POETRY., racism.

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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