Monochromatic

Living dies
Like morning rise
Hard work sweats
Like story lies
Life was new
But life was mine
Like seed
Like greed
White as a baby

White is pure
Like life is gray
Shades and hues
Like tellers say
Paint your canvas
Mold your clay
Dent your bumper
Renew each day
Like age
Like change
As gray as knowledge

Darkness steals
Like meadow heals
The scrapes and burns
That time seals
Like eyes that have seen
The worst appeals
Evil morphed
And life congealed
Like blood
Like love
As black as death

Written by: Niloo Farahzadeh