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A Childish Metaphor by =idolhands:iconidolhands:





How Many Colors are in the Rainbow

At four years old,
There was a child,
Who did not know yet,
That it was human.

Untouched,
By hate,
Anger,
And fear.
Well Protected.
Loved,
Mother risked herself
To provide that safe bubble.

And the world glowed,
The child believed,
In magic,
And dinosaurs,
Dreamed of outer space,
Adventure,
Exploration,
Everything was new!

The child could leave the bubble,
But it always wanted to return,
To share,
The discoveries.

School would begin,
A new land,
Met with equal relish,
The world of man.

Humans,
Hungry for the light,
Grabbing it,
Grubby fingers,
Sully their desire,
Until it grows dim.

Why did they do this?
The child can not answer,
It seems to do with boxes.

At four years old,
This innocent child,
Also likes to sort,
Putting crayons,
In perfect order,
By the rainbow.

What of things,
That do not fit?
What about silver?
The colorless one?
Glow-in-the dark?
The misfits.

The child decides,
Without guidance,
These are most special,
Put at the end,
Or in a new box,
To be cherished.

They are rare,
They are unique,
But they do not,
Replace red,
Or make blue,
Less special.

This is so obvious,
All the colors,
The ones at the end,
And in-between,
Ones invisible until night,
They are all beautiful.

Why can't everyone see?
Why do they try to ruin,
What they don't understand? T
The child still can not,
Answer the question.

Mother is a special crayon too,
It is why she made the bubble,
Kept the child free,
To be.
To see.
As it wanted to.

The child grew,
To understand,
By hate,
Anger,
And fear,
To cherish lonlyness,
Where nothing could reach...

Not even love.

But it could play,
With all the crayons,
And no one,
Could stop them.

Something was wrong,
This was not happiness,
Because the child,
Still liked to share,
Liked to explore,
Still remembered,
A world that could glow.

You can not forget,
The pain,
You can learn,
To fogive it.
Wipe off the soot.
The glow is still there.

A part of you,
Must always stay,
A child four years old,
And remind others,
When they forget too,
Help them to glow,
And to understand,
All of the colors of the rainbow.
©2006-2009 =idolhands
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Author's Comments

Spontaneously inspired by a poem from ~Piscaria and not endorsed by Crayola or Skittles in any way. Though they do make fine products.






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:iconhabitualflippancy:
Beautiful if not a tad depressing.

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But it was meant to give hope. *laughs* If anything I thought this was far less depressing than most things I've ever written.

I mean, everyone should absolutely interprit it as they wish but it is best suited for those who have been to an abyss in thier souls but haven't given up hope. A person who wants to stay misreable or glorify angst probably wouldn't get this.

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A little something that took me too long to get to and I'm currently chipping away at for amusement and potential "inspiration": [link]

Mmnn...getting sleepy. :sleep:

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Amazing! O.O
I :heart: it!

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Aww...thank you. I just figured out how to even post literature. Now I'll have to bother people with a little more. I have a couple of old poems from High School that I liked and one got nominated to a major contest.

Which is ironic because I don't really like poetry...

(shame on Idol Hands)

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