The world was made of grey <br />No colors at all <br />And all I can say <br />Is that the color shattered on a wall <br /> <br />Walls had been grey forever <br />The color had no meaning <br />And as I pull a lever <br />The color appears for my well-being <br /> <br />Colors spread like a disease <br />With red, yellow, and brown <br />Give me some more colors please <br />Or I will surely frown <br /> <br />All these colors are made from grey <br />So thanks to grey, we have colors today<br /><br />Stephen Black<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-birth-of-color-from-grey-sonnet-1/
