Greytones

My world is full of greytones

Bypassing broken bones

Whispering who knows me

And the feats of liberty

 

My world is full of greytones

Throwing skipping stones

Cherishing those lights

And all the lost fights

 

My world is full of greytones

Attacking carnage clones

Capturing flipped floors

And the locked doors

 

Show me the truth

Black and white, no

They're not in this zone

I only see greytones.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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