Random Mumbling From Inside My Head

Color

Sometimes I wish, that life could be perfect.

That all of the hardships in life would just float away,

Like the debris, from all of the floods,

That we have grown accustomed to.

I wish all the evil in life,

Would just burn to the ground,

Like the blazing fires, that blow smoke onto our lives.

I wish that no one,

Would have to go to bed,

With their bellies rumbling,

Because they are so underfed.

I wish I could hold the hand,

Of everyone who doesn't think,

That they can make it another day.

I wish I could hug,

All of those,

Who have seen loss,

Felt grief,

Understood pain,

Longed for something,

Yearned for something,

Who have been rejected,

Shamed,

Alone.

I wish these things,

But I realize,

Without these things,

Life would be black and white.

The floods add hues of blue,

The fires, shades of red

The heartache, dabs of violet,

The hunger, circles of green,

The rejection and humility, strokes of orange,

The loneliness and loss as well as pain, adds the yellow.

And what about the good in life?

Holding someone's hand for the first time,

Getting married,

Welcoming a baby into the world,

Yes, those things, all add, globs of pink.

Because life always needs,

A little pink.