Paint

Paint a picture of the world today,
Dark lines scatter the rusted land;
Orange splashes a crimson sky.
Mute tans and wet sands trace a horizon
And a dead green splotch
On deader black brown.
Greys and purples, skyscrapers in dust;
Rot shades, bone yellow, latest town vogue.
With a white flame of center true blue,
Stands the Master
In his sharp hues.

			~<songshadow@hotmail.com>