The colours of life
It is up to us to
paint it
How we do will
decide our fate
Under the bridge or
living in style
We paint our future
We can’t stay still
We can’t accept to
be lazy
We have to move out
from a maze
The colours of life
The good light or
the bad sound
We have seen how
others behave
The colours of dark
spots living on the streets
We still live
The world of monies
Without it we are
nothing
Nobody will take a
second look
The colours of life
Nobody is born
equal
There is bound to
be unfairness
It is up to us to
brush up our lives
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