I grew up in a world of color
Dazzling bursts in the sky
Vibrant powder hurled in every direction
These are my memories of youth
Slightly blurred, as many’s are
But with rainbow-tinted finish
Instead of rose
I return to the land of color
The victorious hero, expecting
A welcome of reds and yellows
Hearth-fire warm
A farewell of blues, greens, and purple
Bittersweet end with hidden beauty
But I am greeted with only
Grey indifference
Black judgement
And white exclusion
Colors don’t welcome me home
I sink into an abyss of
Monochrome numbness
And wonder
Whether this is home
Anymore
I see colors off in the distance
Hear sparks and bangs
Children’s laughter
And shadows of the vibrance
I know exists elsewhere
Because the colors still
Celebrate and welcome and shine
But they no longer
Shine for me
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